Marinette's POV
Huff huff
Heavy...
It was so shocking for me to see the black blood come out of his mouth out of a sudden. I wasn't in my right mind when seeing how he treated me earlier and ended up crying and sobbing like crazy even though I'm not really his real daughter.
He was even worse than a drunk person, and somehow I felt like I used to carry a drunk person home back when I lived on earth.
His cold arm was put on my shoulder, I grabbed his hands with both of my hands to stabilize it and after that, it was all raw strength of dragging his unconscious body.
The duke didn't die yet but his pulse was getting weaker and weaker. On top of it, my light magic didn't seem to work on him for an unknown reason.
The only thing I could think of was to get help from the prince, I could only wish for him to stay at the same spot in the alley full of trashes.
