Chapter 790: Dramatic Rescue
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"Haa… Haaa…I know I'll get resurrected by the System… so there should be nothing much to worry about." Ayse tried to convince herself as she stared at the blurry enemy who felt triumphant over managing to finish the both of them.
"But that bastard… for some reason, I don't want to lose against him!" Ayse thought to herself as her consciousness began to fade away. Despite her attempts, the Head Researcher found it hard to stay awake and watched as the uglier side of Kiva emerged.
Abomination Kiva lifted the bludgeoning tower shield and kicked the piece of metal away before he picked Weslie's corpse up as if she was some dead animal.
The only thing was, she wasn't completely gone. Like Ayse, she continued struggling and refused to believe that she was on her final few breaths despite the large gaping hole in her stomach that was draining her life out. It was a desperate attempt to cling onto life while she fought to heal herself with her own magic.
"What can you do in this particular state?" Kiva asked her out loud, but at the same time, Ayse heard a familiar voice that echoed the very same words in her mind.
"Weslie…" Ayse tried to call out, but only a coughing murmur escaped her mouth since her lungs prioritised her life. The Orc Researcher attempted to raise her hand out to her colleague, but she barely had the power to move, let alone lift. Nevertheless, Weslie, who was barely conscious, could only grin with one side of the mouth.
"DON'T YOU DARE DIE ON ME!" A roar reverberated throughout the battlefield and simultaneously, the very same initial voice said the same thing in her mind again. Kiva turned to look, but before he could respond, the arm that was holding Weslie was cut down, and she disappeared from the corner of his eye.
Only when Kiva returned his gaze at the broken Ayse, did he find a new challenger.
"Gold…" Weslie smiled faintly as she tearfully extended a hand towards his face. It pained the Werejackal Leader to see her in this state, and his heart got even emptier when she used her strengths to put her hands up.
He hastily picked her palm up and tried to heal her wounds with all the powers he had in his disposal. Although he knew that the System could revive her easily, he couldn't just watch and do nothing. Were they all supposed to become emotionless as their comrades died over and over, ignoring the struggle for their lives? What bullshit!
"Shh. Hush my love. Sorry, I'm late." Gold apologised gently despite his rage-filled eyes staring intently at Kiva. Ayse, who witnessed the beautiful scene from the side, was relieved and at the same time, jealous that Gold had come to rescue Weslie while risking his own life for her's.
"What are you looking at with such jealousy? You have me with you. Always, my darling." The voice continued to interrupt Ayse at Death's door.
"Don't you think it's rude of you to interrupt me. I am in the midst of dying, yet here you are babbling away as usual." Ayse sent her thoughts to the voice within her mind, demanding it to go away.
"That is why I am here. I'm always here for you. You just have to stop ignoring me.
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"Haa… Haaa…I know I'll get resurrected by the System… so there should be nothing much to worry about." Ayse tried to convince herself as she stared at the blurry enemy who felt triumphant over managing to finish the both of them.
"But that bastard… for some reason, I don't want to lose against him!" Ayse thought to herself as her consciousness began to fade away. Despite her attempts, the Head Researcher found it hard to stay awake and watched as the uglier side of Kiva emerged.
Abomination Kiva lifted the bludgeoning tower shield and kicked the piece of metal away before he picked Weslie's corpse up as if she was some dead animal.
The only thing was, she wasn't completely gone. Like Ayse, she continued struggling and refused to believe that she was on her final few breaths despite the large gaping hole in her stomach that was draining her life out. It was a desperate attempt to cling onto life while she fought to heal herself with her own magic.
"What can you do in this particular state?" Kiva asked her out loud, but at the same time, Ayse heard a familiar voice that echoed the very same words in her mind.
"Weslie…" Ayse tried to call out, but only a coughing murmur escaped her mouth since her lungs prioritised her life. The Orc Researcher attempted to raise her hand out to her colleague, but she barely had the power to move, let alone lift. Nevertheless, Weslie, who was barely conscious, could only grin with one side of the mouth.
"DON'T YOU DARE DIE ON ME!" A roar reverberated throughout the battlefield and simultaneously, the very same initial voice said the same thing in her mind again. Kiva turned to look, but before he could respond, the arm that was holding Weslie was cut down, and she disappeared from the corner of his eye.
Only when Kiva returned his gaze at the broken Ayse, did he find a new challenger.
"Gold…" Weslie smiled faintly as she tearfully extended a hand towards his face. It pained the Werejackal Leader to see her in this state, and his heart got even emptier when she used her strengths to put her hands up.
He hastily picked her palm up and tried to heal her wounds with all the powers he had in his disposal. Although he knew that the System could revive her easily, he couldn't just watch and do nothing. Were they all supposed to become emotionless as their comrades died over and over, ignoring the struggle for their lives? What bullshit!
"Shh. Hush my love. Sorry, I'm late." Gold apologised gently despite his rage-filled eyes staring intently at Kiva. Ayse, who witnessed the beautiful scene from the side, was relieved and at the same time, jealous that Gold had come to rescue Weslie while risking his own life for her's.
"What are you looking at with such jealousy? You have me with you. Always, my darling." The voice continued to interrupt Ayse at Death's door.
"Don't you think it's rude of you to interrupt me. I am in the midst of dying, yet here you are babbling away as usual." Ayse sent her thoughts to the voice within her mind, demanding it to go away.
"That is why I am here. I'm always here for you. You just have to stop ignoring me.
"Haa HaaaI know I'll get resurrected by the System so there should be nothing much to worry about." Ayse tried to convince herself as she stared at the blurry enemy who felt triumphant over managing to finish the both of them."But that bastard for some reason, I don't want to lose against him!" Ayse thought to herself as her consciousness began to fade away. Despite her attempts, the Head Researcher found it hard to stay awake and watched as the uglier side of Kiva emerged.Abomination Kiva lifted the bludgeoning tower shield and kicked the piece of metal away before he picked Weslie's corpse up as if she was some dead animal.The only thing was, she wasn't completely gone. Like Ayse, she continued struggling and refused to believe that she was on her final few breaths despite the large gaping hole in her stomach that was draining her life out. It was a desperate attempt to cling onto life while she fought to heal herself with her own magic."What can you do in this particular state?" Kiva asked her out loud, but at the same time, Ayse heard a familiar voice that echoed the very same words in her mind."Weslie" Ayse tried to call out, but only a coughing murmur escaped her mouth since her lungs prioritised her life. The Orc Researcher attempted to raise her hand out to her colleague, but she barely had the power to move, let alone lift. Nevertheless, Weslie, who was barely conscious, could only grin with one side of the mouth."DON'T YOU DARE DIE ON ME!" A roar reverberated throughout the battlefield and simultaneously, the very same initial voice said the same thing in her mind again. Kiva turned to look, but before he could respond, the arm that was holding Weslie was cut down, and she disappeared from the corner of his eye.Only when Kiva returned his gaze at the broken Ayse, did he find a new challenger."Gold" Weslie smiled faintly as she tearfully extended a hand towards his face. It pained the Werejackal Leader to see her in this state, and his heart got even emptier when she used her strengths to put her hands up. He hastily picked her palm up and tried to heal her wounds with all the powers he had in his disposal. Although he knew that the System could revive her easily, he couldn't just watch and do nothing. Were they all supposed to become emotionless as their comrades died over and over, ignoring the struggle for their lives? What bullshit!"Shh. Hush my love. Sorry, I'm late." Gold apologised gently despite his rage-filled eyes staring intently at Kiva. Ayse, who witnessed the beautiful scene from the side, was relieved and at the same time, jealous that Gold had come to rescue Weslie while risking his own life for her's."What are you looking at with such jealousy? You have me with you. Always, my darling." The voice continued to interrupt Ayse at Death's door."Don't you think it's rude of you to interrupt me. I am in the midst of dying, yet here you are babbling away as usual." Ayse sent her thoughts to the voice within her mind, demanding it to go away."That is why I am here. I'm always here for you. You just have to stop ignoring me.
