Donovan kept linking his wound and grunted in answer. But suddenly his eyes became darker as the smell of blood entered his nose. He peeked out his tongue and linked a particular part of his leg.
It was blood. Silja's blood to be precise. He could feel it.
Donovan looked at Silja and roared. She was hurt and it was her blood on him.
The realisation made him angry. She was injured yet she treated him and did all the hard work. Now he knew how he regained his consciousness. It was because of the Witch blood which healed him. How much did she bleed that was even able to cure him?
Not able to understand what he said, Silja furrowed her brows.
"Can... you transform in your human form please?" She said,
Donovan looked at her and then took a few steps backwards. He was still not healed fully but he could at least change his form if he tried.
Donovan opened his wings and with a slight roar, he changed back to his human form.
