Chapter 121: Alive?

Ophelia screamed in pain, clutching her head, utterly oblivious to the blood dripping from her nostrils. The sharp, piercing agony made her grip her skull tighter, as though trying to hold her mind together. “Ophelia!” Lev’s voice was thick with panic as he scrambled to her side. His eyes widened in horror as he saw the blood. “Blood!” Ophelia barely registered his words, her vision blurring as she struggled to stay conscious. She rubbed her head slowly, the pain hammering behind her eyes. “It hurts!” she cried out, her voice hoarse and trembling. Viktor, who had just arrived at the scene, took in the sight with a mixture of surprise and concern. He had never seen Ophelia in such a state before. Pain, her loyal companion, nudged her leg, purring anxiously as if trying to soothe her. “What the hell is happening?!” Viktor bellowed, his voice full of alarm. Without a second thought, he scooped Ophelia into his arms and rushed towards the main area of the library, setting her down gent