Chapter 307

Still, Ming Li managed to get a long sleep. She hadn’t suffered any grave injuries, but a dose of medicine from Azrael had brought on a wave of drowsiness, and she ended up resting for two days. When she awoke, something soft yet firm was resting against her side. The curved section was plump—even chubby compared to its owner’s gaunt, spindly fingers—and it shifted almost imperceptibly at the touch. She turned her head to look. The Sea Witch lay sprawled beside her, his head tilted back. His complexion seemed even worse than before, and there were dark, bruised circles beneath his tightly closed eyes. He wasn’t asleep, but perhaps he was too lazy to open his eyes; his eyelashes fluttered, yet he remained stubbornly still.