Arthur staggered towards the mansion's door, grumbling in pain. His eyes were completely colourless, and his skin was so dry that it could be easily broken off.
The door burst open as soon as he placed his hand on the handle, pushing him to the floor.
The cold wind blew into the mansion, blowing out the light from the candles.
Arthur grunted as he struggled to stand, looking at Cyrus, who was holding Sage in his arms and glaring him down.
"You are out of bed." Cyrus growled.
"I.. I sense something is wrong." Arthur replied, his voice raspier and he finally stood up, barely.
"You are almost invisible." Cyrus sighed and shook his head. "Return to the room while I go make the antidote." He added and walked passed Arthur who let out a relief sigh.
Cyrus entered the room and gently placed Sage on the bed. He could hear her heartbeat racing, indicating that she was terrified before he rendered her unconscious.
