Chapter 448 – New Bloodline [3]
Life? Death? In the gorydamn middle?
Noah didn't know at which point of existence he stood as the pain flooded through his body, ripping away everything in its wake.
He began to writhe on the ground like a worm trapped in mud, squealing and screaming, face filled with tears and snot, as spit mixed with blood spilled out of his mouth.
Maryam stood transfixed, eyes bulging like balloons, unable to do anything but watch her son going through such a wrenching process.
She had tried to get close, yet to no avail. Noah was thrashing so hard, so powerfully, that a cloud of dust curtained all around, thick and heavy.
Also, a trail of blood trickled down from Maryam's nose, caused by an erratic slap from her own son in his pain.
The First Soul felt no anger. Only worry and fear consumed her mind.
