The Blue Flame

Anyone in Zayne's shoes would probably have screamed in pain and tried to deal with this feeling somehow. However, at that moment, his mind was fully occupied with Selania's words.

'Leave...? Wait... I can actually do that... Mia will be well soon, and we can just live like normal people...' Zayne muttered inwardly, but just as fragments of his memories appeared in his mind, his face changed completely.

Whooooooooooosh.

Behind Zayne's, scarlet wings spread, covering him as if trying to protect him. Selania's sword pierced them with ease, but the delay was enough for Zayne to jump back in time.

He touched his forehead, where a long cut opened up, and looked at his bloody fingertips.

"No... I can't go. I could probably handle those bastards easily now, but only true strength can protect Mia from future threats, I can't take any more risks." Zayne shook his head, rising from the ground.