Chapitre 750: Arc

Finally, Amphorae's enlightenment came to an end and her dim eyes finally returned to their lively but reserved light blue.

The moment her vision cleared, she saw her husband lying on the ground and panic racked through her heart.

"Dyon? Dyon!" Tears fell from Amphorae's eyes as she scrambled to the floor. She ripped Dyon's linen shirt off and even his pants, searching desperately for a wound to treat, but in the end, she found nothing.

Worry colored her features. No external wounds could only mean one thing: the injury was within.

Amphorae tried to calm her breathing. With so much time on her hands, she had studied many things, and as Dyon had said, she was a genius. Although she wasn't perfect at everything, she was quite serviceable in most things. As such, she was aware of how to use her soul to check for wounds within a person.