"Ack… Help… I…" Riven Blood flailed his legs like a fish out of water, his face growing paler by the second, devoid of any sign of recovery.
Seeing his warnings ignored, Azzy sprang into action. He swiftly moved behind Alastor and delivered a precise chop to his neck before the teenager could react.
Thud
As the heir of the Blood clan collapsed unconscious, Riven fell alongside him.
"Hmm?" Azzy frowned at the sight. He grabbed Alastor by the collar and tossed him aside. To his astonishment, Riven was flung away as well, Alastor's hand still clasped around his neck as if glued together.
Sensing Alastor's life force dwindling dangerously, Azzy dashed forward, catching them before they hit the ground. He tried prying Alastor's hand off but realized that it would hurt Riven too.
Crouching down, he placed his hands on both of them, assessing their conditions.