Heart Burning Blade

The one struggling in the seawater was Madam Harold.

At this moment, the high priestess whose word was law within the Blood Flame Order no longer bore her usual composure. She looked more like someone drowning to death—her limbs spasming one moment, her body curling and rolling the next. The bubbles spilling from her mouth and nose showed that large amounts of seawater had entered her lungs, as though her life could be claimed at any moment.

The seawater around her was boiling, constantly shifting between liquid and vapor under the influence of the heat radiating from Madam Harold's body. Yet at the same time, an unchanging cruelty, like a prison and instruments of torture, remained wrapped around her, mercilessly lashing and tormenting her, pushing her physical and mental limits.

In the depths of the churning seawater, Yin Le seemed to see the ghostly image of a young man, directing and dominating the present situation, transforming it in the direction he desired.

Yin Le did not dare look too closely, much less interfere. She could only stand stiffly by the shore.

About five minutes later, the rising tide pushed the boiling bubbles—and a naked body—onto the beach.

Visually speaking, the female body was mature, fit, and pleasantly voluptuous. But what drew the eye most was not her figure, but the heat radiating from her body, seemingly hot enough to warp the air. Yet her skin was astonishingly pale, with scarcely a trace of blood in it.

"Madam." Yin Le ran across the seawater and draped a fireproof long scarf over the already exhausted Madam Harold, barely covering her.

Madam Harold's consciousness was somewhat muddled. She raised her eyelids slightly, saw that it was Yin Le, and showed no reaction. Curled beneath the fireproof scarf, her body was still twitching. More