Was it...
Blood?!
Zayla tremblingly caressed his neck.
The moment she felt Lincoln's arteries throbbing, she was relieved.
He still had a heartbeat. He was alive!
"Lincoln! Wake up!"
"Did you hear me?"
"Lincoln! Open your eyes and look at me! I'm Zayla!"
While calling his name, trying to wake him up, Zayla kept cleaning the broken stones from his body!
Finally, the last stone was left. She gritted her teeth and tried to push it away with all her strength.
But no matter how hard Zayla tried, the stone pressing on him didn't move at all...
Her fingernails were all broken. The severe pain, despair, and helplessness came upon Zayla, tearing her internal organs!
"Lincoln, you can't die... Stay alive..."
She whimpered. From the corner of her eye, she saw the dripping blood...
"You promised to protect me. How could I die?"
Lincoln's extremely weak voice sounded...