Chapitre 435: Painting Him-III

Panic rode Elise's entire body. Coming to Ian's side, she saw how more blood spilled from his mouth, "Ian? Ian? Stay with me," she whispered. One of her hand was holding his hand and the other tried to put pressure on his wound to stop the bleeding but when when pulled her hand, her fingers trembled as she could feel the arm blood that continue to soak her hand.

Drops of red blood fell on the ground and the sound was so distinct that Elise felt as if it was her heart that dropped in a shatter way as the blood did.

"Beel..." Ian uttered, his eyes looking at Beel was deep with anger. When he spoke he coughed, causing Elise to turn more alarmed.

"Don't speak," she begged him, the blood was not healing. Why was it not healing?