“Nora! Nora!”
I keep calling her, but she’s totally unconscious in my arms. Moon Goddess, not Nora, too!
Sylviana runs to our side and checks her pulse. She frowns. “Liam, it’s not good. We have to go-- her pulse is very weak. She’s lost a lot of blood.”
That, I can see. The very same dress she was wearing earlier is now drenched in red, and her leg injury looks really bad. That’s a damn bullet wound! I don't even know if they can treat it... How did she make it until now? Anyone would have passed out ages ago! I breathe in, trying to calm myself and listen to Sylviana. She does something with her hands again, and suddenly starts pouring something on Nora’s wound… Is that soil?
“I will try to protect her injuries with my magic while we take her to the hospital. Liam, you’r
