Chapter 98 The Line Between The Life And Death

• As my eyes fluttered open, the world around me was a hazy blur. I saw a figure, a man, gently holding the bottom of my dress and rubbing the corner of it.
• My head was still spinning, and a surge of fear jolted me awake. I yanked back, scrambling to put distance between us. "Don't touch me!" I shouted, my voice piercing the silence and waking my friends.
• The man stepped back, raising his hands in a calming gesture. "I apologize, miss. I didn't mean any harm. I was just surprised to see such fabric. I've never seen anything like it before!" He sounded genuinely intrigued, standing tall now, his hands clasped behind his back. "And... you resembled my wife," he added, his voice filled with a hint of sorrow. He turned away briefly, as if lost in thought, before looking back at us. "You all look injured. Please, come inside so I can offer you some hospitality." He leaned in slightly, extending a hand toward Dominic. "You have an unusual scent," the man remarked with a faint smirk.