"Miss Rhine, I'm sorry..."
As the jagged, green claws punctured Eileen's body, blood incessantly flowed from her wounds, dripping into the mouths of the monsters below, further fueling their frenzied state.
Meanwhile, Eileen's consciousness was fading, becoming increasingly fragile.
"So, this is what dying feels like?"
"It's so warm."
Eileen pondered internally, instantly realizing something was amiss.
She felt someone embracing her, a hand placed tenderly on her lower abdomen, providing her with warmth. Consequently, Eileen opened her eyes.
"Black Dragon!" Eileen exclaimed in astonishment.
Ethan glanced at Eileen and nodded, then advised, "Don't speak for now. Although the bleeding has stopped, I haven't addressed your internal injuries yet."
Eileen nodded, refraining from speaking further.
This left her with numerous unanswered questions swirling in her heart, a silent scrutiny fixated on Ethan.
