I was trying to catch my breath as my words were hovering on the edge of my lips. Because of my state, I was unable to approach him and ask for more clarity. As I clenched my hands in frustration, I realized that there was nothing I could do other than grumble in the back of my mind.

Tristian suddenly casted his sword again and pointed at me, which was just an inch from my head. I couldn't bring myself to look up at him to see his face and response because every time I tried to do so, the pain in my neck increased even more, and it seemed...