Chapter 18: His Scent!
Just from the depth of concern in Goliath's voice, Zenith stared blankly at Kylian's disheveled self before him. His heart and mind were indulged in a serious conflict, triggering his anger a bit when his right elbow where he was hit by the marble sculpture from the fall before, ached badly again, even though he had already taken some painkillers to deal with the discomfort.
However, watching gallant Kylian helplessly sob from shock and distress made Zenith exhale another long sigh as he couldn't turn his back on him. Trying his best to control his instincts, Zenith rather chose to move a few steps closer to Kylian and stretched out his arm for him to grab as he urged, "Here, hold my hand and stand up. I will take you to a safe place somewhere—"