Madeline felt a sudden pain shoot downwards from her heart, and she looked down at her chest and noticed the blood that continued to drip. She placed her hand on her chest, but the bleeding didn't stop.
"Even if you have the blood of the demon and an angel running through your veins, you need to remember that you are still a person who was born in the living world," Darian tutted her. His wings flapped behind him, keeping him up in the air and away from her. "All I need to do is bleed you to death, which is already happening," he stared at her.
And as he said this, her vision started to turn black and returned every few seconds.
"How are you feeling, Madeline?" When Madeline opened her eyes, Darian wasn't up in the sky. Instead, he stood right behind her. Before Madeline could retaliate, her reflex had turned slow and Darian threw her from where she stood at the tree, and she fell with an oomph.
