SAROYA
One second Edin is standing in front of me and the next, his eyes roll into his head and he comes crashing down. I dive forward and catch him and I collapse to the ground under his weight. Groaning, I heave him off me and get into a sitting position.
“Edin!” I call, giving him a shake. He does not budge.
I feel for his brow and it is burning so hot I snatch my hand back. His magic is exhausted. He was the person that emphasised the danger of getting anywhere close to the tap-out so why did he exhaust his magic so severely despite knowing the consequences?
To save me. A small voice in my head reminds me.
The guy is often annoying, understanding and yet uncompromising and a constant pain in my ass and yet he has nearly killed himself trying to save me. I feel a sudden urge to
