Chapter 857 The Usurper
- Nina
- Gasping, I came to a skidding halt and dropped to my knees next to the dark form laying on the forest floor. “Enzo,” I murmured as I rolled him onto his back. Blood and foam trickled out of his mouth, and I cursed under my breath.
- Upon closer inspection, I saw it: the large gash in his abdomen. He must have been injured during the fight, and had clearly lost a lot of blood.