"Pull it out."
The black sword was lodged in Chaos' chest, but there was not even a drop of blood from that wound.
Zuri looked at that wound and was unsure whether that was good news or bad news for her.
"Blue," Chaos said her name tiredly when Zuri didn't give any reaction. His dark blue eyes had returned, his whole demeanor had changed and now he was not as scary as he was a moment ago. He just looked… exhausted.
Zuri was sure this was the Chaos that she knew.
"Pull it out," Chaos repeated when Zuri did nothing and just continued to stare at him blankly. He could sense her confusion and her mixed feelings, but for now, he needed this sword out of his chest. "It is uncomfortable."
Edited by: Anshu_Bangaram