#Chapter75

Whilst still trying to stop the immense amount of blood, which poured out from my wound, I heard Jude grunt in a surprisingly tone-death manner. As if he was too tired to yell, or even suffer at this point.

My desperation only grew with each minute that passed, each drop of blood that left my system and rolled down my cheek, but for once, I wasn't scared for my life, despite my situation.

I needed to save him. I knew, I couldn't bare to lose him. Not him.

I tried to push myself up from the ground, but as soon as I was on my feet, two white-robed men...