Chapter 147
- THE NEXT DAY AT NOON, ELIAM’S UNDERGROUND.
- “My Lord,” Luke bowed to his master when he saw him struggling to stand. He tried to help him up, but Eliam rejected his touch, wincing, his right palm resting on his forehead.
- He felt a headache the moment he woke up. His blurry vision cleared up as he sat up, his leg finally on the floor.