Chapter 365: Run

Chapter 365: Run

"What is that what is that thing?" one of the guards stumbled back, his buttocks hitting the floor as he struggled to speak. "That"

Seeing this, Denys immediately ran towards the room where they kept the man who had been infected.

Rosalind furrowed her brow as she noticed the sudden shift in Denys's facial expression. By the time Rosalind and Lucas arrive next to Denys, another blood-curdling scream of agony pierced the frigid air.

Rosalind stood frozen in place when she saw the man inside the room.

The man's body contorted and twisted unnaturally. His once-human form warped before her very eyes as spikes sprouted from his skin. The sound of his bones cracking and shifting echoed in the small room.

The man's arms trembled violently as the sound of bones snapping and muscles bulging continued.

The man's eyes glowed with a feral yellow hue, his mouth elongated into a snout.

"What is that?" Rosalind uttered as sharp teeth started appearing in the man's mouth.

Clearly, the man was undergoing a monstrous transformation.

His body started growing larger and larger. He then let out a feral snarl.

Shocked, Rosalind took a step back.

However, before the monster could do something, a figure appeared next to it brandishing a gleaming dark sword. With a swift, calculated strike, he easily split the monster into two.

The two halves of the creature's body fell to the ground, twitching as if it was seemingly trying to reconnect but to no avail.

To Rosalind's surprise, the transformation slowed down before the creature's body started reverting to a more humanoid form.

The once monstrous form now lay motionless, unmoving. Black fluids oozed from its severed halves, pooling around its lifeless remains. The sight of the severed body and the surrounding black fluids sent a shiver down her spine.

Still speechless, Rosalind looked at the figure who cut it in half.

It was none other than Lucas.

He was staring at the dark fluid staining his blade, a flicker of annoyance crossed his features. Despite the chaotic scene around him, his stoic expression remained unchanged, but the tight grip on his sword betrayed his concealed frustration.

However, for some reason, Rosalind could not help but think that he was more irritated to see his tarnished sword than the violence that just transpired.

"Burn it," Lucas said.

Denys complied without saying another word.

"What is that thing?" Rosalind asked when Lucas ushered her away from the room.

"A demon."

"A what?" Demons?

"Bless the area"

"What?"

"Use your abilities to Bless the area."

Rosalind frowned. Was she supposed to heal a place?

Seeing her confusion, he stood behind her and held both of her hands.

"Think about your light Blessing and think about Blessing this place."

While his words were making her confused, she decided to follow his instructions. She closed her eyes and thought of her Blessing. A surge of warmth coursed through her chest, giving her a comforting sensation. The warmth spread rapidly, enveloping her body in a gentle yet tingling sensation.

The familiar feeling of her light Blessing flowed through her, soothing her worries, bringing her a sense of calm.

"Spread it out" she heard him whisper in a low voice.

Once again, Rosalind complied.

She unleashed the warmth that had surged within her, this time it wasn't limited to just her hands. She expelled the energy from every pore of her body, extending it in all directions like ripped on a tranquil pond.

Since she closed her eyes, she did not see the display of an extraordinary sight as the Blessing emanated from her body.

"Demons!" a woman's voice suddenly echoed inside her head. "Must run" The voice echoed.

"Demons!"

However, Rosalind remained undisturbed by the voice, unfazed by its presence. The voice which she had not heard for a few days now, once again started chanting inside her head.

This time, it was telling her to run.

A part of her was telling her that running away would be a mistake and she was planning to listen. She was not going anywhere.

Gradually, the warmth dissipated, fading away like a waning ember, leaving her feeling cold and empty. Almost immediately, an icy sensation from the darkness attempted to envelop her heart, but she quickly resisted its grip.

She opened her eyes and turned towards Lucas who seemed to have a complicated expression on his face.

"Did I do it?" she asked.

"You did."

"Really?" her eyes widened.

Lucas nodded. "You did," he answered. A comforting smile appeared on his lips as he gently caressed her cheek, assuring her with his touch. "You did well. As always."

She smiled in response just as the voice inside her head told her to run.