#Chapter 142 Triskele

He choked and spat out a mouthful of blood. It was thick and dark like his body was trying to expel the poison. The vampire chuckled. “Seems like they went the extra mile with a bit of wolfsbane. Bravo.” “Candido, answer me!” I cried, shaking him. “You have to wake up! You have to fight it! You have to!” But he said nothing. I kept screaming at him, telling him to snap out of it. Candido was too strong to be taken out by a bullet, to be taken out by anything. He promised to always protect me. How could he do that if he died? What would I do if he died here? I shook him again. “Wake up! Wake up! Wake up!” “He needs medical attention,” Vanessa said stiffly. “I’m calling for a medic.” “Good luck,” the vampire said. “They won’t make it in time, and I have no problem with letting him die.” Vanessa said nothing, but her expression looked resigned as she clenched her hand around her walkie-talkie. “No, you won’t!” I cried. “I’ll kill you if you let him die.” He scoffed. “I