In the dim alley, Tang Yu's footsteps halted as soon as he stepped in.
His mind was still a bit muddled.
What exactly had happened? Why couldn't he understand it!
This wasn't an Awakening!
The girl leaned against the wall, gasping for breath, still somewhat in shock.
Tang Yu noticed the girl's complexion had turned even paler. She had just awakened, and her aura, which was on the rise, had suddenly stopped and fallen to a very weak level, like a flickering candle in the wind.
Her black hair that fell to her chest was stained with blood, which was fading, but a few strands of white hair had appeared.
The girl's instinctive self-rescue ability had clearly exceeded her current capabilities, indicative of an overdraw on her vitality.
It wasn't Self-healing—the consumption of that wasn't so great.
Could it be a blood-based ability?
He pondered.
