Lucian’s POV

The prophetess had expressly warned me that I would be allowed only ten seconds in the bubble and every other second I spent there was at my risk. The other time remaining was to figure out how to help my brother.

Some moments ago, I was agitated and aggressive, following the prophetess’ instruction blindly until I got to where Lucius was fighting dearly for his life. Even though, the time in the bubble seemed to be a little lesser than that, I saw the wounds on Lucius’ face. The Agwi was hurting him faster than he was healing and he was getting weakened by the moment.

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