[XS] Never Dawn
Preface
He opened his eyes suddenly, and the severe pain almost made him unable to speak.
The swordsman grasped the sheets tightly and pressed his severed limb tightly onto the bed. Spielbi Squalo has never felt this kind of pain that goes straight to the bone marrow since he lost his hand. He pressed against the edge of the bed, pressing his abdomen to relieve the feeling of extreme discomfort.
Damn it! Why are you here again! And it's still in the middle of the night!
He gasped for air, trying to take deep breaths to relieve the tension in his muscles.
After a few times, the pain gradually subsided, and it seemed to have some effect.
The silver-haired killer turned over and sat up, resting his elbows on his knees. With his right hand, he pushed back the messy hair in front of his face. There was a lot of silver hair stuck to his back that was wet with cold sweat, and he didn't bother to pull it away.
Damn... The swordsman gritted his teeth in annoyance, what's going on?