Chapter 470. A Gentle Hand in the Darkness

"So thirsty... Water, I need some water... Why is everything so blurry? I feel dizzy as well... Where am I?"

Velvet slowly opened her eyes, but her vision was blurry to her surprise. Everything appeared hazy, and she could barely make out the outline of anything. However, before she could think of anything else, a sharp thirst clawed at her throat as if she hadn't drunk anything for months. Her lips were parched, and when she ran her tongue across them, no moisture was found. She attempted to move, but her body wouldn't cooperate. She was too weak to even lift a finger, let alone get up from the comfortable soft bed under her.

Just as panic threatened to engulf her, she felt a gentle hand clasp hers. With great difficulty, she turned her head, but her blurry vision prevented her from identifying the source.

"Myne! Myne! Is that you?" Velvet wanted to speak those words, but only faint whispers escaped her lips, even though she could barely understand them.