"You'll be fine, you'll be fine, you'll be fine." The blond murmured with desperation, tears staining his eyes. His hands moved here and there to stop your blood from flowing.

You loved being a Xianzhou hero. You had a history of saving people's lives, and one of them was saving Luocha from an impending blade. Yet, this could be your last.

With frail and dying hands, your blood-stained touch met with his. Such small strokes have made him weak on his knees. He can't lose you -- not yet.