Without looking, Wang Jie flinched and a drop of sweat rolled down his face.
He could instinctively tell who it was.
Cecil smiled brightly.
"Xue!"
"Who said you could come in here?" Xue growled out, narrowing his eyes. "And covet what's mine?"
Wang Jie lifted his arms up in the air. "I was just expressing my feelings to her, relax, my fellow warrior!"
"I should just absorb your soul right now."
"An-anything but that."
"Xue, what about Hana? How is Hana now?" Cecil asked in an urgent manner, grabbing his hand.
Releasing Wang Jie and shoving him away, Xue knelt down to meet Cecil's eye level, combing through her raven-coloured hair gently.
"The seals on her are completely broken, she has recovered her powers," Xue paused in his words, conflict present in his grey eyes. "I expect her to be awake at any moment."
Cecil gasped quietly.
This was really it.