Chapitre 672: For real, one deity down.

Not even Arcissa could have prepared Scarlet for that final pull. It was so rushed and so abrupt, ripping through her body like a million cuts at the same time. 

Her face paled and she screamed, one last loud high pitched scream as all five children were pulled out of her. They hovered in the air above her, held up by Arcissa's power and the mid wife gently started lowering them onto the bed. 

Slowly, Scarlet's flames started to recede, as her body mended itself and trembled. She felt weak, like all of the energy had been sucked from her body. Suddenly, she felt this injection of cold wind into her body.

"Cold." she muttered. 

Esong covered her quickly with a blanket that was sitting on the rocking chair. 

Scarlet was hardly paying attention to that because he mind was already on the children. They were supposed to cry. That's what babies did when they were born, they cried. Why were hers not crying?