Abasdarhon's Castle

- Yeah, I guess so. Just look, - the girl gently touched Felian's wounds with her delicate hands. - Just a little more, and you wouldn't have returned to me...

One of the old memories sharply pierced Felian's soul. The last person who once cared about his health ironically left this world before him. It was a memory he wished he could erase from his mind forever and never encounter again.
- Nothing like that, don't worry. - he placed his palm on Bridget's hand. - From now on, I'll be more careful.