Chapter 79: The Familiar

Vana's POV

“Vana!” Jerome shouted as I held the branch.

I clamped my mouth as I reached the branch, curling my fingers around the rough edges of it as I use my strength to hold tight. I grunted as I haul my other hand up, trying to grab hold of the branch. I struggled as I perch my other arm on top of the branch, pulling myself on top of it.

I grappled to pull my weight on the swaying branch, panting after feeling my energy draining by a quarter after my crazy stunt. Maybe I should have done this in a better way. This is exhausting, and now, even my arms feel sore and hurt.

My eyes landed on the dove that sat still on the branch, chirping on my side as it steps away from me. The dove was calm despite the ruckus I’ve been making on the branch. I observed the bird, face coiling as I gaze at the gouged eye on its beak up close.

Now, how in the world will I

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