"Carl, stay here."
She urged and Carl nodded in response.
Amelia abruptly rushed towards Brandon who leaned on the wall, unconscious.. His mana lashed out like whips.
Rumble… Rumble…
The cave shook intensely. The whip—like mana violently lashed towards Amelia.
"Ahk…!"
The mana struck Amelia—who raised her arms to guard herself. A sharp pang rang in her body, and a burn—like mark etched on her arms.
All of a sudden, Brandon's mouth twitched while his eyes were closed.
"Motherfucker."
Oh, my.
"….?"
Amelia was stupefied.
Was he unconscious or not?
"Ahkk!"
The mana attacked her arm once again. Gritting her teeth, Amelia pressed forward, keeping her guard up.
Rumble… Rumble…
"Kuhh!"
Her clothes started tear. The fur coat flew back as the fabric attaching it around her neck was cut loose.
"Go fucking—Khhh… Kill yourself you extra bastard!"
Oh, no.
Extra what now?