Chapter 331: Into His Arms
The silence that followed was shattered abruptly as a chilling, stabbing sound pierced the air, echoing through the recesses of Samantha’s memories. Her eyes snapped to the present in response, and for a fleeting moment, confusion clouded her senses.
She was back in the hallway, yet an eerie realization dawned upon her in essence to the stab she was sure was heading in her direction– she felt no pain, yet it sounded like someone had been stabbed in her place.
Lifting her head to see who had taken the hit, her pupils constricted in shock when Alistair shielded her with his body. He no longer wore his chains, which meant he wasn’t restricted from showcasing his full energy as a wild vampire, but that did not stop the worry that immediately painted her visage.
"Alistair?" She whispered in awe.
"Run, get out of here." He pleaded urgently to the dazed woman, his eyes conveying a mixture of regret and the sacrifice he was about to make. His body shook as he struggled to contain the six spears penetrating through his back, whilst Samantha flinched when she saw the blood escaping from the corner of his mouth
"Alistair!" Confused and alarmed, Samantha reached out to him, but he opened his palm and revealed her beast plant, which was still deep in a coma.
He had kept her beast plant?
"Take this and go!"
"Viney?" Samantha’s eyes brimmed with tears upon seeing her pet plant, and she was happy to know that it was safe. However, her happiness was short-lived when she glanced behind Alistair, and a wave of terror gripped her heart.
"What... what are those things?" She spooked.
Wraith Demons, with hollow eyes devoid of any humanity, slowly approached them. Their forms contorted in unnatural ways, like shadows dancing in the moonlight. Their blades, which seemed formed from the essence of despair, emanated a black mist that clung to the air, corrupting the surrounding even further.