Away from the lava, wildfires, and thick smoke, Lachlan's mind gradually began to clear.
He gazed at Evangeline, who was right before him, his ash-brown eyes filled with disbelief. His Adam's apple bobbed as he murmured in a low, hoarse voice, "...Eva? Is that you?"
Evangeline gently placed Drake on the ground and turned to Lachlan. Their eyes met. Her red lips curved into a slight smile as she suddenly stepped forward and wrapped her arms around his waist. A gentle Spiritual Energy flowed from her palms, circulating through his body.
After quickly assessing Lachlan's injuries, Evangeline let out a soft sigh of relief. 'Good, they're all just superficial wounds. Nothing serious.'
'It seems Julian only abducted Lachlan this time to get to Drake.'
Held in Evangeline's real embrace, Lachlan finally snapped back to his senses.
