"Quick!"

Darryl was anxious as he yelled, "Weston had run away. Get him—"

Before he could finish his sentence, Darryl felt his vision go black, and he sank to the ground. He had been stabbed twice with a sword, so he had lost too much blood. Even with his strong internal energy for protection, his severe injuries had weakened him.

Whoosh…

Suddenly, Sheryl's delicate body flashed forward as she quickly dashed toward Darryl's side to help him. "You are too weak. You have to heal yourself f