Chapter 105 Race Against Time

• MILA
• My dreams were getting worse.
• Every night, I was haunted by a series of images. I saw Felix exploding with light on the battlefield, only this time, it was him who was flung backwards in a broken heap and not his brother. I saw Felix’s body being overtaken by the curse, bit by bit, until he could only move his eyes. Worst of all, I kept seeing that vision of Felix in medieval clothing, his eyes dancing with an unfamiliar light.