Chapter 047
Emilia's POV
Once more, he was bleeding. This time, the bleeding was significantly more intense.
I felt the warmth of his blood seeping through the fabric as I pressed my hand closer to his side. I had a tight throat. My chest also felt tight. I was unable to cry. Not right now. I simply couldn't.
Niklas muttered, "Keep going," his voice raspy as if speaking were painful.
I half-dragged him through the damaged hallway and yelled, "You're barely standing." "You require assistance. We ought never to have started this without help.
"Cease. Don't say it.
"You're going to die!"
“No, I’m not.”
We turned a corner, shoes sliding on the wet concrete. In the distance, sirens sounded. Someone screamed somewhere behind us.
I also wanted to scream.
We arrived at the hallway's end
