"Lucia?"
Su Xuan held Lucia tightly in his arms, his steps coming to a halt.
His large hand rested on the curve of her waist and hip, and he could clearly feel her body trembling slightly.
"I don't..."
In Su Xuan's embrace, Lucia let out a soft sob. Her hands gripped his lapels so tightly that her nails dug into his flesh through the fabric.
Su Xuan clenched his jaw and sucked in a sharp breath.
'It hurts so much!'
But for some reason, he could just about bear it!
Just then, Lucia's broken voice reached him. "She didn't have to! She didn't have to do that... She's so selfish. I don't want her Power! I just want her to be alive and well..."
"Lucia..."
Su Xuan stood still, quietly listening to Lucia's muttering.
He seemed to understand something—Lucia had obtained her Power at the cost of the Golden Giant Dragon's life.
And now, Lucia, still in his arms, slowly raised her head. Her golden-red eyes, seen through a veil as thin as gauze, locked firmly onto his.
