Chapter 39: Trapped (2/2)
The grey webbing around his body was so strong and tensile that he felt as if he would cut his own body if he struggled anymore after feeling stinging pain on his skin.
But he then noticed that the Jawfiends were suddenly moving towards someplace else, leaving him all alone.
He couldn't see where they all were hurrying towards except that they were screeching at something while disappearing into the darkness.
Arion couldn't be happier as he suddenly felt as if he could take in a good deep breath and think more calmly.
But suddenly, he felt a tingling sensation below his waist, making him wonder if it was an illusion or a trick his mind was playing on him.
However, he felt that tingling sensation again. This time, he confirmed that it was indeed from below his waist, including his legs!
Even if he could barely see, he was able to clearly feel the familiar feeling of wiggling his toes which was proof that he was able to finally move his legs!
”This can't be...is this a dream…” Arion mumbled to himself in disbelief and almost teared up in happiness as he began to gain more control over his stiff legs.
His legs would have been atrophied if it was not for Mei constantly massaging his body daily and making him do upper body exercises.
And right now, all the things Mei did finally paid off; otherwise, Arion wouldn't have been able to move his legs this easily.
After a lot of tries, he was finally able to lift one of his legs slowly, making him feel even more elated.
He smiled wryly, seeing that his lifelong dream of being able to walk was finally coming true but at such an inopportune time.
But he suppressed his excitement and happiness since now was not the right time to rejoice. In fact, his situation of being trapped and held hostage by these frightening monsters hadn't changed.
However, Arion's brows wrinkled when he suddenly remembered that his legs were supposed to be severely injured.
But then how was he able to move them without any problems nor feel any pain?
A confused Arion tried to bring his legs forward so he could inspect them clearly. Since only his upper body was strapped, he had no problems moving his legs.
He also noticed that he was no longer feeling the same level of sluggishness and fatigue as before. It was as if he was magically getting more energy in his body as time passed.
He somehow was able to bring both his legs forward and saw that his legs looked horrendous because of the dried blood.
But upon closer inspection under the dim pink light, his eyes widened as he mumbled in a flummoxed tone, ”No injuries??”
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