"You—you're insane!" The axe in Flora Bloom's hand slipped and fell to the ground. This axe was a weapon that had been reinforced by her father, Caleb Bloom, a Second Level Gold Ability User. It could easily split the skull of a Level 3 zombie and even inflict a fatal wound on a Middle Level one.
'Even if his body was tough, an attack like that should have at least broken bones and torn muscles, right?'
"Why didn't you dodge?"
"I'd give you my life, so what's a small injury? As long as you're happy."
Flora Bloom quickly tried to drip a handful of spiritual water onto Lex Cross's wound, but a black energy blocked it from his arm, preventing it from reaching the injury.
Flora Bloom looked up and glared at Lex Cross's face. It was slightly pale, but he was still giving her a smile that made her want to punch him. "Let me treat your wound first."
Lex Cross lowered his brows, seizing the opportunity to grab Flora Bloom's arm and pull her into his embrace with one hand.
