Chapter Thirty:
Offering one’s blood to the one in need.
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Arth Margaux Wfauzhle’s Point of View
I lay on the ground flabbergasted and breathless.
Not knowing how to react or what to do, I was just there looking at everything with wide eyes, mouth agape, and a hand on my chest pretending as if it would help slow the rapid beating of my heart. All I could hear was static and my alarms were blaring in my mind. I felt immobilized as cold sweat began trickling from my temple down to my sideburns. The fast beating of my heart never slowed down and I felt a panic attack knocking on my walls but I did my very best in order to keep myself in control.
As I blinked my eyes, Tashim appeared just beside Prince Jaeden and the bloodsucker. Without hesitating, he quickly beheaded the creature, its
