Chapter 13

He was losing a lot of blood and things were not looking good at all. He could hardly evade its attacks and counter-attacking was clearly not an option. The space was just too narrow. Carcel could only hope that Kyra had made it out of the alley safely and that Damien had taken her away to get help or something.

He could no longer use his left hand and his right thigh was slashed and bleeding profusely. The thought of him dying crossed his mind and he smiled. He hadn't gotten the opportunity to confess his feelings more seriously yet. He couldn't die here. He blocked another attack when he heard Kyra scream from behind him. He turned around, forgetting that he had an opponent to face and got slashed in the back as well. He fell to his knees and gritted his teeth in pain. He had to save Kyra, was she unable to get to Damien? Were there two of the monsters? Why was no one coming to their aid even though they were making so much noise and the night market was not that far away