"Hey… is something wrong, Lumine? You look very pale."
Celestina's tone shifted at once, sharpening with apprehension as she looked at him in concern. But Lumine didn't seem to hear her. Before she could say anything else, he collapsed to his knees, panting heavily, both hands flying to his throat as a suffocating pressure tightened around his neck.
His fingers clawed at his skin.
'My… my head…'
His pupils trembled.
'My head is still intact…! Ah…!'
Then, all at once, Lumine retched violently, spilling the contents of his stomach onto the ground in front of Celestina.
Her expression twisted into horror.
"W-w-w-wha—! What!? Hey! Lumine, you are bleeding from your nose!? Lumine! Wait, no! Yelena! Yelena! Get down here quickly! Quickly!"
Still disoriented, with a deafening ring shrieking through his ears, Lumine barely managed to understand the words Celestina had screamed.
Words he had heard before.
Exactly as before.
'This can't be happening…'
His breathing grew frantic.
