On the icy stone bed, Audrey's eyelashes shivered, her face twisting in agony. It seemed that she was being tortured in her dream.
Adele felt terrible. She clutched Audrey's hand, muttering to her, "It's alright. Everything will be fine. I will think about a solution to wake you up…"
"It's getting worse," Ming Hong pulled a solemn face, turning to Shi Yan. "Desolate's strength is increasing, to the point that even I can feel it. Audrey's condition is getting worse. If you don't have any solution, her flames of soul will extinguish shortly."
Ming Hong's eyes became gloomy. He understood clearly that when Audrey was gone, being her soul slave, he wouldn't exist anymore either.