Ch.30 The Ritual Chamber

“Xiyu, Xiyu. You must not sleep,” Dongyue strived to speak emotionally, confused by all what was going through him now. His eyes were now streaked with tears; the connection was weak. She was in imminent danger. Pain shot through his abdomen, mirroring what she was going through at the same time.

Xiyu was unconscious but shivering badly, with beads of cold sweat topping her small forehead. The pinkish cheeks that had caught his attention each time were now pale as a sheet. No matter how he called to her, she was too weak to respond, which perturbed him further.

She was supposed to have seven days according to the text on the parchment. However, the fact was that they were in a mystical space that had its own rules. He had not much time left and had to invoke the ritual as soon as he could before he lost her. Gently he laid her on the drawn circle on the ground, ignoring the creepiness of the chamber.