Chapter 117

Night time darkens the whole room where Nico resides. He was resting alone in his worn out bed. He wore no clothes except for the cloth bandage wrapped horizontally on his chest and another long bandage curled around his broken arm. The bruises around his body has already turn dark purple and in his sleeping form, he shivers, gritting his teeth with sweats darting his forehead. 

Out of nowhere, a specks of tiny sparkling snowflakes materialized above him. The small dust like ice scattered around him and his wound slowly heals. Nico exhale with relief feeling the pain pulsating in his body subsides. His eyes open slowly and he sat up with a moan. He felt the open wound n his body is slowly closing so he took of the bandage and rub his newly healed body. But when he tries to move his body and stand, he felt a sharp pain throb from his former wound. He pants at the sensation. He started to remember what had happen before he was almost beaten to death.

Eve would heal hi