Chapter 50: Nostalgia
The screeches started getting less annoying and she saw the big monsters disappearing on the ground.
"Your hand," Maximus pulled her closer. Holding her hand, he checked the wound.
She knitted her brows as he squeezed her hand with his hand. The wound by the sharp dagger hurt as the cold rainwater dropped on it. She watched her blood mixing with the raindrops and getting diluted. As little pink drops, her blood joined the raindrops and traveled to the ground.
The screeches she heard from the monsters were not heard anymore but she could see the ground trembling. She turned to look at Maximus but he was looking down with knitted brows.
She looked down and noticed the white cat standing in the middle of the field. Her eyes met with the cat’s and she saw its blue eyes starting to glow. A lot of rope tornadoes formed from the ground and reached the sky scattering the raindrops around.
*Chu*
Maximus kissed her palm where the wound is and she saw the wound closing. Felixa looked at his eyes and she could see the relief in his eyes.
"Let’s take refuge in the house," Maximus said rubbing the horse’s mane.
She nodded and without him saying anything to the horse, it landed at the front of the house.
The door was broken and the roof of the living room had collapsed. The horse approached a giant opening left by the collapse of the southern wall.
Maximus helped Felixa down and Felixa got inside the house. She turned to see the flying horse disappearing into thin air. She looked out to see the cat still there and the rain started to get heavy.
"Come on... Let’s get inside..." Maximus placed his hand at the small of her back.