“What’s going on with you? That’s not the kind of attack someone at your skill level is supposed to have,” Michelle snapped before immediately adding with a relieved tone, “Although, you’re lucky that you’ve already wounded Darius badly. Otherwise, there’s no telling what would happen if we had fought on.”

Darkness shrouded Darius’ vision once more. However, he had shut his eyes this time because he had gotten injured and not because he wanted to focus better. He could still hear the voices of everyone around him, so he was more than aware of what was unfolding.

That included Michelle’s footsteps taking a big turn before pacing toward him. Darius wanted to open his eyes and stand on his feet, but much to his dismay, he could not move a muscle.

It was an unprecedented situation; before, when Darius got severely injured, he lost all his senses. Yet, for some unknown reason, he heard everything and could even think this time around. He could clearly feel the stinging pain from every wo