Chapter 143 Quiet Afterwards

Arianna didn't know how much time had passed. She felt the overwhelming power inside her slowly dissipating, her consciousness becoming more and more blurred. She tried hard to stay awake, not wanting to become like those people in the news who completely lost self-awareness and became extremely agitated. The tug-of-war between clarity and oblivion made her appear contradictory and fragile. The strength of her bite on Nick's neck also diminished over time, until she eventually let go altogether. Nick noticed. He gently held Arianna's shoulders, pulling her away from him a bit. Seeing Arianna looking so tired, as if she wanted to fall asleep immediately but was holding on desperately, he felt both pity and a kind of amusement. She looked like a lazy, stubborn cat. Following his heart, Nick leaned in and kissed Arianna on the lips. But he ended up kissing his own blood. He inwardly grimaced, reaching out to help Arianna wipe the blood off her lips. Halfway thro