Ophelia tried to calm her breathing and heart rate and took another step in Nikolai's direction.
Getting close to him and fleeing with him was her idea. He was in grave danger because of her.
She hated this feeling. The feeling of helplessness.
As she took a stride toward him, out of the corner of her vision, she saw a familiar figure. And when she reached out to touch Nikolai, he materialized at her side.
As he quickly raised the blade to stab Nikolai, Ophelia's eyes narrowed. She didn't know what was going through her, but she grasped Nikolai's arm and disappeared. But despite her best efforts to avoid it, the blade grazed her skin brutally.
Arriving at the waterfall in the forest, Nikolai grabbed Ophelia panicked, staring at the blood streaming out of her arm.
"Why would you do that?!" With equal panic, he let out a shout and covered the wound with his palm. The cut immediately covered up as a deep crimson glow emerged.