SSS Awakening: Rebirth of the Strongest Vampire God novel Chapter 175

Chapter 175: You idiot

Damon tumbled out into blinding white light.

Snow. Wind. Freedom.

He hit the ground hard, rolled down an icy incline, and came to a stop as his body hit a huge frozen rock. His armor was in tatters. His shield was gone. His mana was nearly drained. But he was alive, and he was out of that mind-fuck prison.

Wait. The others were still inside, and then he remembered Aurora! That blinding white radiance! It had to be her who had sent the attack that completely broke down the wall and gave the final nudge he needed to get the hell out.

Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! What happened? Is she still alive? All sorts of messy thoughts ran through Damon’s mind as he shot back into the breach once again, against his better judgment.

He couldn’t. He just couldn’t ignore her. No matter how much he knew this was a bad idea, he simply couldn’t leave the woman behind, especially knowing that she had helped him out at such a crucial time. He was a villain through and through, but this was his bottom line.

He couldn’t let someone who helped him die, or maybe even worse. What happened when someone entered the void?

He did not know. He did not have the time right now to think about the answer to that question. He needed to get her out, or he would carry that regret for the rest of his life.

The moment Damon crossed back into the breach, it felt like being punched in the soul. The pressure hit him all at once, gravity twisted sideways, and space shimmered like warped glass

His body screamed in protest. His vision blurred. But he pushed through. Thankfully, the void hole was much smaller now because of which he was able to get more control.

Pieces of the corridor floated in the air, suspended mid-collapse. Electrical sparks danced along shattered metal beams, frozen in space, and half-pulled toward the singularity.

Then he saw her.

Aurora was hovering just a few meters from the edge of the collapse, barely.

A shimmering golden light enveloped her body, wings of divine energy flaring erratically from her back, flickering as if about to die.

Her eyes were shut tight, lips muttering some desperate prayer through gritted teeth. One arm was stretched behind her, holding back the last tendril of the void’s pull. Her staff was gone, her robes torn, and blood trailed from her mouth. But she was there. Holding on.

"Stupid woman," Damon growled through clenched teeth, shooting forward.

"I swear, if you die now, I’m going to fucking resurrect you just so I can slap you! Why would you help me when you yourself are in this pathetic state? Why do you want me to trust you so badly? What are you plotting this time?"

He dove into the spiraling debris, twisting through collapsing matter and void currents. One wrong move and he’d be sucked right in. But he made it.