𝘣𝘦𝘢𝘶𝘵𝘪𝘧𝘶𝘭 𝘴𝘤𝘢𝘳𝘴 ۞ 𝙙𝙤𝙘𝙩𝙤𝙧 𝙨𝙩𝙧𝙖𝙣𝙜𝙚

13

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Even with the pain of her stab wound trying to make her stop, Lenore continued,  moving away from the Zealot that was pursuing the both of them. She had to move fast because Stephen's life was on the line. Her breath hitched when she saw the Zealot appearing in the doorway while walking briskly towards the both of them.

Lenore brought her gaze back to the path they were taking and tried to move faster but it was impossible to do it with the wound slowing her down. She could hear his footsteps nearing and the creation of another blade behind them. Lenore braced for what's about to come down on her, while at it, she wrapped her arms around Stephen protectively, deciding she would take the hit even if it killed her.

She couldn't let Stephen die, not after she saw him in one of her visions that he would be fighting Dormammu and save the world.

She clasped her arms around Stephen tightly as the Zealot's shadow loomed over them. She could tell he was ready to strike and she was ready to receive it. But when she felt nothing land on her, she turned around and saw the Cloak of Levitation fighting the Zealot. It wrapped itself around his head and thrashed him about. With one forceful yank, the Cloak brought him down to the floor.

Stephen and Lenore watched with wide eyes as the zealot tried standing but the Cloak pulled him down once again, slamming his head against the floor. The Zealot's sling ring slid across the floor towards them, Stephen knelt down to grab it before he created a portal in front of them.

Stephen walked forward while Lenore remained on the other side, looking at the zealot and the cloak to make sure they were not being followed.

"Lenore!" Strange called on to her from the other side of the portal, he fell on a couple of cleaning materials and trudged towards the doors. Lenore quickly followed suit , stepping in into the portal before she quickly slid herself underneath his arm to support him.

"Help!" Lenore called out urgently, her eyes wandering around the halls, hoping someone would come to them immediately.

"C-Christine..." Stephen muttered breathily, he patted her arm to get her attention.

"What?" Lenore looked down at Stephen, eyebrows scrunched together in concern. He was paler and getting weaker at this point.

"Look for Christine." He told her in a raspy tone.

Lenore nodded but before she could call for Christine, a nurse finally walked up to the both of them and noticed their condition.

"Sir? Ma'am, can I help you?" She asked as she approached them both.

"Christine Palmer, where is she?" Stephen asked before Lenore could. She lifted Stephen a bit so that he could see the nurse.

"A-At the nurse's station!" She replied, stuttering after hearing the urgency in his voice. "But sir! We really need to get y—"