Ignoring my pained groans, he grabbed my legs and dragged me out of the basement, cursing as he did. 

“How dare you sleep so comfortably when Emily’s hurt?” 

My body was dragged roughly upon the coarse gravel road, leaving behind a trail of blood. 

Eventually, I was dragged to Cyrus’ feet. He furrowed his brows when he saw my bloodied state, as if he was about to say something, but seemed to decide against it. 

“Emily’s hurt. Heal her with your mermaid’s pearl.” 

I looked up, my gaze falling on Emily, who was resting on the bed, her lower belly slightly protruded. 

Smack! 

The next second, Cyrus sent a slap at my face. “Where do you think you’re looking at? How dare you lay your eyes on Emily? I’m here, so don’t you even think of hurting anyone again!” 

I immediately lowered my head, the slap stinging bitterly on my face. “I’m sorry.” 

Slowly, I crawled towards the bed and observed the wounds on Emily’s hand. 

Clearly, she’d been teasing a starving mermaid with food and got bitten as a result.