Clara fought the urge to cry hard as she stared at Gilas's unconscious body. Holding onto his hand, she could still feel his warmth even as he laid unmoving in front of her.
"Gilas, please don't do this to me," she helplessly murmured. "Open your eyes, please…"
He was still breathing, at least, but his heart was beating so weakly. She could feel him slipping away, and it felt like she herself was having a hard time breathing because of the pain she was getting from seeing her mate like this.
Gently, she brought his hand to her lips, kissing it as her tears started running down her eyes. It was getting harder for her to breathe...
[We have to do something. I couldn't reach Ham as well! This is so infuriating! I want to tear Pinra's body to pieces!] Sheba hissed. [How dare she?! I don't care if it's because of the black magic or how she sold herself to the devil! She still chose this, and in the end, she hurt our mate! I can't just forgive her!]
