Seeing him spit up blood, Nerida's expression changed, and she quickly grabbed his arm.
"Aeron."
She called his name, her face etched with worry as she asked, "What's wrong with you? Why are you coughing up blood?"
Aeron looked up, shook his head, and gave a faint smile.
"I'm fine."
As soon as he spoke, fresh blood trickled from the corner of his lips.
Nerida's pupils constricted. She couldn't help but ask, "Where are you hurt?"
Suddenly, she seemed to realize something. Her gaze fixed on him as she murmured, "No, something's wrong... Your life force is draining away." She gripped his hand tightly, her face tense, the earlier smile in her eyes now replaced by sheer panic.
Just as Nerida's words fell, the Array in this place fully activated.
The activated Array was siphoning Aeron's Cultivation and life force. She saw a bloody mist seep from his body, devoured by the heart of the Array.
"No…"
