Chapter 89

Even with the cushioning, I was able to feel that blow. And it burned. It burned more than an open wound soaked in salt. It burned so hard that a torch would lose its importance if it were placed next to me. It hurt even more when my body was lifted, and I struggled to find my voice in the midst of so much pain. However, there was only my moist and gloomy snoble.

I didn't want to ask them to leave me on the floor. But I understood that no one would listen to me. The confused sounds only multipleked as countless shadows invaded the red and blinding environment.

With a slow perception, I realized that the reinforcement had arrived. The dawn outside extended to the distance, imposing, awakens, and alive. The alarm still sounded, but now it was muffled by the sounds of heavy boots and weapons of all sizes that emerged from the open door. The arms that carried me trembled "they tried not to shake" only, as soon as the light touched my eyes, and the world seemed full of colors and od