Chapter 241: The Black Corruption Surge
Chapter 241: The Black Corruption Surge
Time passed as I sat there, waiting for the two of them to wake up. My thoughts kept circling back to the black smoke, to the way it had drained Steve’s arm and Ana’s wing like they were nothing. I didn’t understand it completely yet, but I knew one thing—it was dangerous. Real dangerous.
Eventually, Steve stirred.
His eyelids twitched, then slowly fluttered open. He blinked a few times, his eyes adjusting to the dim light inside the tunnel. The moment he saw me, then Ana resting in his arms, he let out a deep breath.
“I thought I dreamed that you were here,” he said, voice rough and tired.
I chuckled lightly. “I’m glad you dream about me.”
He scoffed at that, the corner of his mouth twitching.
He raised his hand in front of his face, flexing his fingers slowly like he wasn’t sure they still worked. “You know, I really thought this hand was done for.”
His arm had recovered faster than I expected. The dull brown color was almost gone, and I could already see muscle returning beneath the skin. The veins were no longer dark, and life was coming back into it.
“That damn black smoke really scared the shit out of me,” he muttered.
I leaned forward to ask more—what it was, how he came in contact with it—but before I could say a word, he cut me off.
“What time is it?” he asked, looking toward the tunnel ceiling.