It was a lot harder for Erys to make haste as his numb legs felt like two logs of wood, moving and bending, and would break any second now if he exerted more. Every movement screamed with pain. The wounds and bruises he got from their escape earlier in the dungeon had yet to heal, all because his body’s recovery was too slow. The regeneration in his blood would only take in full effect when he’s in his true form.
With one hand covering his bleeding ear, Erys tried to rush as fast as he could towards the throne room. He grew more worried, wondering what’s happening to Mave and the others now. They must’ve been in serious trouble already, he thought.
So far, Erys only found the Grand Hunter as one threat to them. But the rest he still hadn’t encountered; the Emperor, the three left of the
