Chances to Another Life

19. My Savior! My Friend!

"Oh, you damn scoundrel!" Max cursed as he lashed his whip. In moments like this, the whip felt like an extraordinarily long serpent, striking at someone who moved with agility.

I tried not to panic, although the dagger was still lodged in my chest. It was a miracle that I could still maintain consciousness at this moment. I wondered if what I was seeing was the effect of my impending demise or if there was indeed someone fighting with the psychotic duo.

That wasn't Solace. Solace was much smaller, and I doubted he could move as swiftly.

"I warned you, don't interfere, Delilah!" Rey exclaimed. He glanced at me briefly, as if considering withdrawing his blade to confront the person named Delilah.

My vision blurred, my fingertips had already cooled, but other parts of my body still felt hot as if fighting to keep me alive.

My heart beat normally, which meant the dagger hadn't yet pierced my heart. For a moment, I felt a glimmer of hope for survival. But I was too weak to continue cuttin