89 Chapter 89

"Take deep breaths. Slowly, now. Yes, just like that…"

Maxi felt as though she were drowning. Lying curled up gasping for air, she felt someone gently stroke her back.

Her shoulders quivered, and she barely managed to crack open her dry eyes. The familiar sight of her bedchamber illuminated by flickering orange lights gradually came into focus. Bewildered, she fixed her gaze on the corner of the dark room for a while.

A wave of nausea washed over her. She groaned and writhed in pain, and the person holding her put a cold brass bowl to her lips.

"You should let it out if you feel sick."

Maxi looked tearfully up at Riftan through her disheveled hair and saw his blanched face.

"The dizziness is from being depleted of mana. You'll feel better once you've let it out."

Desperately holding back the urge to hurl, Maxi pushed his chest away with her trembling hands.

"P-Please… c-ca-call Ludis…"

"It's all right. Go ahead."