CHAPTER 133

ARTHUR & MILA

“Oh, move aside,” Mila spoke as she gained her composure.

“You cannot bring dead back, Mila,” Raul Collins spoke in shock. “Or can you?” and by the look on his face, he did not know what to make of Mila and her ever growing powers.

“No, Raul Collins, I do not think I can bring back the dead,” Mila hissed as she placed one hand on top of the sword and another hand on Victor’s wound, “but even if he is barely alive, I can try to heal him.”

And she started muttering under her breath. Her hand over the sword was slowly pulling out the sword from Victor’s body, and her other hand was healing the wound simultaneously.

“What were you thinking Arthur?” Raul Collins demanded angrily.

“He kissed her,” Arthur bellowed. But it was clear on his face that he regrated his actions. He had acted in a moment of hatred, and he should not have done that.

“So?” Raul Collins bellowed. “He kissed her, that’s it. He did not rape her! You could have punched him, hit him, but you had to go