Chương 147: Escape

Michael and Tiara were flung through the air and crashed hard against a nearby tree. 

His breath hitched, and Michael gasped for air while also trying to ignore the pain that spread through his entire body. 

He opened his eyes wide and looked at Tiara. Her neck was bruised and she had difficulties breathing. She was weak and her body was shivering as he held onto her tightly. 

'She's still alive…good,' Michael thought, sighing in relief.

He got up from the ground with some difficulty and picked her up from the ground.

His eyes flicked once to the Minotaur, who was struggling against the Vengeful Ghost's spiritual attacks, and briefly held the Priestess' gaze.

"Make sure she survives!" Michael ordered sternly before manifesting the Siltang Bow once again. 

Since the Vengeful Ghost was playing the role of an immortal vanguard, Michael didn't have to approach the Minotaur to deal more damage.