Cough! Cough!
Noah was coughing up blood into his hand. His insides churned as if something was relentlessly trying to force its way out.
"...Is this serious...? How am I supposed to concentrate like this?" he said, wiping the blood from his mouth with his arm.
[There is nothing that can be done to help you with that]
[The pain you’re feeling now is caused by the connection between the Frozen Fire and your phoenix constitution]
’I already know that...! Say something useful.’
[Your constitution is taking shape—awakening—even if it isn’t yet complete]
[It’s trying to break free from you and meet the flames]
’...So I just need to do that first, and tear it out from inside me so that the pain stops?’
[For you, that would probably be great; but for the girl...]
’What a miserable life...’
Noah raised his hand and moved toward the curtain surrounding the bed. He pulled it back, and as soon as the fabric tore, he saw the young woman lying there once again.
A nineteen-year-old girl, with long reddish hair interspersed with an increasing number of blue strands, a pale face, and an expression that was strangely calm—though it sometimes contorted when the pain arose.
"Alright... let’s get this over with..."
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