A fierce beast suddenly grabbed her chest in the darkness. The bloody feeling made Questa feel as if she had fallen into an abyss in an instant. She suddenly woke up and screamed. She hugged Jacob tightly, and cold sweat poured down her body like rain.
"What's wrong? Did you have a nightmare?" He was slightly startled. He looked at her with concern. A touch of black gas flashed away from her forehead.
The aura was very light. Even Jacob, whose divine sense was different from ordinary people, could barely see it. However, he still saw the aura around her.
"Yes." She nodded. She was still afraid of the dream just now. It was not the first time for her to have such a dream. Although she didn't have it everyday, every time she woke up, she would sweat profusely and her clothes were almost soaked.