Chapter 100:

Chapter 100:

Please Hold My Hand

Aiden quickly understood the patient's desire to have someone hold their hand; it was not an unusual request, just a seeking of reassurance.

Priscilla had no memories left. She now lay among a group of strangers, uncertain of what these people intended to do to her. Although they had been comforting her and assuring her that they were there to save her, she obviously couldn't blindly trust them. In this situation, she wanted someone to hold her hand as a guarantee, a promise that they wouldn't harm her.

"Warden, may I..." Dailey looked at Aiden and volunteered.

It seemed that Dailey and Priscilla did have some connection. Based on Priscilla's reaction earlier, it appeared that she had some faint recognition of Dailey. Perhaps Dailey was the only person on the scene who could provide her with a sense of security, which prompted Priscilla to reach out her hand.

"Alright," Aiden approved.

"Don't worry, Priscilla. You'll be fine," Dailey approached and soothingly reassured her while extending her hand.

However, Priscilla suddenly showed a terrified expression and pulled her hand back.

"Huh?" Dailey couldn't help but be taken aback.

Priscilla shook her head fearfully and strained her neck, trying to look past Dailey side and gaze at what was behind her.

Dailey, seeing the situation, turned around in surprise.

"I?" Aiden noticed their gaze and furrowed his brows.

He was a bit confused. Everyone here, including himself, believed that Priscilla wanted the comfort of someone she had a previous connection with, which seemed to be Dailey. But now it appeared that Priscilla was actually asking for him.

"Please... please stay by my side," Priscilla looked at him with a pleading expression.

"Do you know me?" Aiden instinctively asked.

At this moment, Aiden felt relatively fine, and Priscilla's grip strength was only average for a young woman, not causing him much pain.

After the excruciating pain subsided, Priscilla dress was almost drenched in sweat, clinging to her body and accentuating her figure.

"I... I can't... I can't catch my breath!"

she gasped, struggling and twisting her body, as if trying to turn over.

Bound to the operating table in this prone position, her chest continued to be compressed, further exacerbating her difficulty in breathing.

"No, you can't move! This position makes it easier for you to vomit out whatever you need to. If you were lying on your back, you might choke on your own vomit," calmly stated Melusine.

Suddenly, Priscilla let out a piercing scream, startling everyone present.

This bout of pain was more intense than any she had experienced before, and instinctively, she tightly grabbed hold of Aiden's hand, causing him to feel the pain this time.

His grip seemed to have strengthened...

Not only that, Aiden also felt an unusual sensation from thumb pressed against the back of his hand.

Narrowing his eyes, Aiden observed as fine scales began to appear on Priscilla skin.

"Warden," Melusine suddenly spoke, while smiling at Aiden, "She's about to exhibit symptoms of beastification. I suggest you withdraw your hand early, just to be safe."

"Why?" Aiden asked, exerting force to try and withdraw his hand but unexpectedly finding himself unable to move. The strength of Priscilla grip on his hand rapidly escalated, soon causing Aiden to gasp in pain. This strange power... it had already surpassed the limits of a normal human.

"After beastification, the strength also becomes as powerful as that of a beast. Once she goes berserk, she'll render your hand useless!" Melusine revealed a gloating smile.

"You should have mentioned this earlier!" Aiden glared at her fiercely.