"Mad. She is mad. Before the Ice Raven Sect, I should probably kill her otherwise she will end me." Iwan mumbled with eyes that were shaking crazily and blood that was gushing out of his mouth as if, all of his internal organs were in shambles.
Taking out the Widow Maker from its sheath, Iwan placed the cold blade on his middle leg before triggering the Blessing of Nawi.
"Heal." Iwan hardly mumbled out the word in his mouth and waited for his descendant producer to be healed by the bright light that was released from the sword.
Cynthia watched in silence while looking away from Iwan after every few seconds.
A whole minute of healing later, Iwan finally stopped kneeling and allowed his butt to touch the ground.
"You. When did you treat me like a friend?" Iwan questioned Cynthia as she had just promised after causing the demise of his little brother, that she would *still* treat him like a friend.
