Chapter 61

Chapter 61

Luke's POV

I stood before Rebecca who lay limp on the ground. Red blood flowed profusely from a large gash on her head, soaking her flowing blonde hair. Her breathing was labored, and her normally radiant face now looked pale and lifeless. Her once strong body now only felt like a lightweight in my hands. My heart was torn apart at the sight of my Luna's critical condition.

Yet, before me, the black-robed figure still stood calmly, without the slightest hint of emotion. The aura of darkness surrounding him grew stronger, almost suffocating the space around us. I knew she was not an enemy to be underestimated. Although her face was hidden behind the veil of a cloak, I could sense that behind that darkness lay immeasurable evil intent.

"Rebecca, hold on," I whispered, anxiously, while strengthening my grip on her cold shoulder.

Rebecca could only whimper softly in response. Her half-closed eyes tried to focus on my face as if trying to give me a sign that she was still here,