"ELLAINE…" Domhall called his spirit guide's name, frowning. "How did you get here?"
"The majesty called me here," Ellaine answered as she remained bowing in front of him. "She told me that something bad might happen to you, so she summoned me."
He nodded as he was about to try absorbing the sinner's negative energy— which seemed endless as sinners were created that way to give him the energy he needed every day— but he stopped his attempt as his forehead
"Ugh." Domhall, as he was lying down on the floor, groaned in pain as Selena pictured in his mind.
Just remembering her name made him shiver in fear. It was as if the mere mention of her existence could hurt him, no matter how far their distance was.
"Where are you hurt exactly?" Ellaine, who was shocked and worried as she came here and saw Domhall already unconscious earlier, walked onto her king and was about to assist him.
