"Wake up…"
An uncomfortable sense of nausea whirled in the young woman's stomach as her consciousness began to stir.
"Wake up…"
A voice tinged with worry seems to float over Xin Yue's head as if someone desperately trying to pull her away from the abyss. Using an interchanging rise and fall in tone as if afraid of waking the slumbering woman.
That hesitant voice continues to chant.
"My beloved savior… wake up!"
Almond eyes shot open in abrupt motion as the young lady gasped with a jolt. A thread of instant pain pierce through her mind as she pressed a palm against the side of her muddled head.
"Ngh…"
Slender fingers raked into strands of obsidian hair before grasping onto them with a slight quiver.
The sensation of throbbing pain was akin to the pounding of a hammer against a nail.
Inducing her body to curl into a fetal position for the sake of alleviating this unknown sense of discomfort.
"… …"
