The second Darmiz was gone, Zephyr rubbed her hand, helping her to wake up and subdue the effect of the spell he set off.
"Argh.."
Groaning, her eyes gradually opened, falling on the handsome man, placing her firmly against him, not letting her go.
Her body stiff for a moment, a crimson shade rising as he cupped her face instinctively, failing to bear her pain for a second even.
"Elvirita! Are you fucking okay!?" He panicked worriedly.
One hand over her cheek and the other gripping her shoulder worriedly to bring her to her perception as when she saw him this close, it froze her.
"Huh…? Zephyr..?"
"Yes, it's me," He smiled softly but the second she regained her posture, she hit his chest harshly, throwing him to the ground.
"What the hell is your problem!?" She shouted, baffling the man.
"H-Huh? What did I do?"
"If he was the king of nightmares, the demon, Darmiz, then why the fuck did you engage in a fight?!"