Chapter 112 Regaining Consciousness, A Worried Blake
- I groaned weakly, forcing my heavy eyelids open. I turned my head but regretted it instantly as I was attacked with a serious ache in my head.
- I weakly licked my lips and swallowed my spit, my throat was parched.
- Trying to move my body, I realized someone was holding my hand. I blinked to be sure I was seeing right.