The first person that his eyes caught was Lenora. She was in so much pain that the expression on her face was enough to tell of how much she was hurt. The wound in her stomach had begun to develop a golden pigment that had spread to her chest and was slowly taking over hands that were placed over the hole in her stomach.
"Max," He heard her whisper and a drop of tear fell from her eyes.
"Lenora," He found himself replying in a whisper and he moved closer to her.
"No," He shook his head. Nicole had gone extra mile this time around. Getting Hillary back to her former self was quite easy but Nicole was just out of their reach. It was as if the power that was in control of him was far greater than the one that had overwhelmed Hillary.
"You're not going to die. I'll do something somehow. We'll get you out of whatever state this is. Just be-"
