Blood. He had smelt the scent of Iza's blood! Though faint, there was no way he could ever mistake it. No one had that unique scent but her!
His heartbeats were thundering loudly in his ears. He knew that he should not panic. She was right there. He could clearly still see her there. Standing. Looking alright. He should stay calm so he could assess everything with precision. But f**k. It was just not possible!
Reaching her in an instant, he seized her by her arms. Not caring about anything or anyone else at the moment.
"Sebastian?" she called out. Her eyes reflected her shock and confusion.
He did not respond. He could not. Because he too, was in shock that the scent was now suddenly gone. He had thought she got wounded hence the scent. But the scent was gone! How… just how was that possible?!
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