Guilt

A frown was itched on her face. She tapped into their soul connection. Pain. That was all she felt through the connection. She wanted to help him but she couldn't with her own heart aching.

A few minutes passed by with both groaning in pain. When it finally subsided, her teary eyes looked up at his red-rimmed ones. She sat up, despite the heaviness that she felt in her chest.

Zamarad didn't give him a chance to say anything. With shaky hands, she unbuttoned his shirt. There, right in his heart was the little parasite that cause them pain. She let her powers take control as she observed with keen senses.

She could see it. The black mass that spread all over his body and was slowly but surely attaching itself to his heart. At first glance, she knew what it was. It was a deep-rooted powerful curse. Whoever cursed him must have resented him with all their might.