Chapter 170

"Your Grace!"

I ran to him without thinking. Kazen had caught him just in time, so he hadn't hit the ground, but he looked dangerously bad.

"Your Grace, stay with me! Your Grace?!"

Cold sweat beaded his face. Seeing the Duke only let out low, pained sounds and couldn't open his eyes, my heart dropped.

I couldn't make any sense of why he'd suddenly collapsed. Then I noticed my palm felt damp.

"……Blood?"

The sticky, viscous liquid was blood, deep red. I quickly searched for where it had come from.

His shoulder was hurt. Looking at the wound, it seemed something sharp had grazed through the sturdy fabric and tanned leather. But the serious part was that far too much blood was pouring out for a wound that size. Worse, the skin around the wound was visibly mottled with purple, blue, and red.

I pulled every scrap of cloth from…