Chapter 068
Emilia's POV
Everything was ignited.
My lungs. My back. The skin on my stomach felt as if someone were using a blade to tear it apart. Around me, the battlefield was a haze of metal clashing, snarling, and screaming. The noise seemed distant to me. I was only aware of the hot, sharp, and relentless pain that was washing over me like waves.
Another contraction tore through me as I fell to my knees in the mud, gripping my stomach. My hands shook wildly. Some of the blood was mine, but some wasn't. The globe whirled.
"Emilia!"
Nikolas's voice sliced through the confusion, piercing my soul.
I raised my head.
He was running towards me, his clothes torn and his body covered in blood that wasn't his. His eyes met mine, wide with a fear I had never seen in him before.
"Return!
