Bernard pulled his hands tightly around Hera. Her clothes were thin, and her body felt very warm. It was like hugging a ball of fire. Her body temperature just wasn't normal at all.
He quickly slid off his coat and draped it across her shoulders. "Sweetie?"
Hera did not respond, so he cupped her face and brushed the stray strands of hair that were soaked with sweat away from her face.
He could see the thin layer of frost on her eyelashes. Her eyes were bloodshot, but her stare was unfocused. A creepy smile hung on her lips, making her look all the more terrifying.
Bernard's focus was on a cut on her cheek. Her cheeks were red from the cold, and the blood that oozed out of one of the cuts even started freezing.
It pained him, so he caressed her cheek with his thumb. Just then, a muffled grunt escaped his mouth.
Looking down, he saw that the blade of the dagger in her hands had pierced through his skin and into his body. Crimson stained the white fabric of his clothes like a flower blooming in spring.
"Bernard!" Aaron and Johnson called out, moving toward Bernard.
Hera's alarmed eyes snapped to Aaron and Johnson. Seeing this, Bernard quickly raised his hand and gestured for them to stop moving.
"Don't be scared, sweetie," Bernard said softly, pressing Hera's head against his chest. "I'm right here."
Johnson, Aaron, and the search party could only watch from beside with their hearts in their throats. The search party leader muttered under his breath, "Is this for real? Our tranquilizer didn't work? Is she a mutant or an alien?"
"Ms. Youngworth studied medicine. Tranquilizers and sedatives are no big deal to her," Johnson explained.
"But that's an enhanced version of a tranquilizer."
"I know, but tranquilizers take time to have an effect."
"Um… " Speechless, the search party leader finally shut up.
Hera's conscious mind was in a state of turmoil. But she suddenly heard a person's voice calling out to her amidst the chaos. She followed the voice and, after searching for a long time, finally came back to her senses.
With much difficulty, she lifted her head to see who it was. Her vision was a blur, so she couldn't clearly see the person's face.
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