Being stabbed once again after so long had Rheia tearing up in pain, yet when she spoke Hao Ren immediately woke from the daze of the information bombardment. The latter blinked as he looked suspiciously at the tiny goddess of creation. "Rheia?"
"It's me alright!" Rheia hissed. "What are you looking at! Pull it out!"
Hao Ren was still totally confused but he still acted on instinct. He carefully laid Rheia down as he held the hilt of the Godslayer, but just as he was about to pull it out, he asked again, "You're sure you want me to pull it straight out? I remember reading that you are not supposed to pull a sword out for wounds like this, you'll bleed out..."
Rheia's tears almost burst out, "What's with all that nonsense at this time! Most people would normally be dead from a stab like that! Bleed out my foot!"
