Chapter 61: A Bloody Kiss
Searching the room frantically for anything he could use to break the wooden panel into two, Orson fortunately spotted a small red-colored ax that had been kept in a corner behind the door, and his eyebrows rose at the mere sight of an ax.
It would be completely wrong to say someone left it there on purpose, but whoever forgot them here certainly did them a huge favor by leaving it behind.
Grabbing hold of the small-sized red-colored ax by the handle, Orson stepped forward, his expression staid.
"Move out of the way." He said to the perplexed Madeline who quickly moved aside for Orson to do his business.
Raising the ax above his head, Orson brought it down on the wood with enough strength he could muster, and the wood progressively began to break when he heard the sound of it cracking. He repeated it a few more times until his actions began to create a hole on the wooden floor.
When he peeped through the hole out of intense curiosity, he could see Cassian’s unconscious face.
"The hell?!" He nearly turned ghost after seeing the situation his friend was in. After confirming it was really Cassian who was buried under the wood, he continued to axe the ground until it split into two, just the right amount of size where he needed to just pull the wood off with his hands.
Watching him struggle to get rid of both woods, Madeline quickly knelt down to assist him with the wood. She grabbed the other end and tried to pull It off with whatever energy she could gather.
At the end, she ended up hurting herself in the process due to the splinters that Orson had inflicted on the wood. The splinter had pierced into the skin of her fingers, drawing out blood, but she didn’t mind it and continued to pull harder with all of her strength, regardless of the pain she felt until they finally got the woods out of the way.
What she didn’t realize was while she kept struggling to push the wood away, a drop of her blood had rolled down to her knuckles and ended up in the mouth of Cassian, and the young lad subconsciously swallowed it when he felt something sweet against his lips.
Pushing the wood aside, Madeline’s happiness was short-lived after seeing the horrible state Cassian was rendered in. He had injuries and cuts on his once flawless pale skin, and one could easily mistake him for a dead body if he was found by another set of humans.