"What are you doing?"
Gilla cautiously tried to pull her leg back from Dilan's grasp, but Dilan's hand was already gripping her leg tightly, like a vice.
Despite Gilla using all her strength, she couldn't move at all.
Gilla began to doubt if the silver-ringed snake's venom was spreading so rapidly, making her unable to exert any strength.
Dilan's words, "Bear with it," took Gilla back to when he first set her ankle.
The same seriousness, the same Dilan.
The only difference was that Dilan was no longer as relaxed as he was then, and Gilla's attitude towards Dilan had long since changed from initial doubt.
Instead, she felt an unprecedented trust.
Gilla was momentarily entranced by Dilan's focused demeanor.
In Dilan's hand, Gilla's leg, which had been struggling, unconsciously stopp
