Bab 82: The Pink Python [1] - Maddening Screech

The wound was showing up purple to his mystic eyes.

She was definitely in the early stages of the infection, but after touching her wound, he could feel that it was a little warm and was definitely swelling.

Pulling her down further, Silas touched her forehead before finally sighing.

"We're going to have to stop for a second." He looked back at the rest of the group who were watching him curiously.

"No! We don't have time for that!" Jessica tried to pull away, but for some reason, she couldn't. His arm was hurting a little, but it was Silas' steel vice grip holding her in place as if she was nothing but a ragdoll to him.

"I mean, if you want to die then sure?" Silas let go of her arm before shrugging and continuing forward.

However, after hearing his words, her face dropped before she stuttered out-

"Uh. W-Wait!"

"What?"

"Why would I die?" She asked.