On the empty ground, the raging fire illuminated the anxious figure. William's steps were somewhat weak. "Valentina!"
"Valentina!"
He shouted with a hoarse voice, breathing erratically, his heart pounding as if it would burst out of his chest. Looking at the dark and quiet surroundings, he felt a sense of dizziness, his brain nerves tensing up.
Always calm and composed, he was now mentally disordered. A small stone was thrown out from the darkness, hitting the ground near his foot, and also striking his taut nerves.
He looked down at his feet, stunned for a moment. Then he turned around, looked in the direction where the stone came from, and immediately ran.
Across a small creek about twenty meters away, Valentina was squatting by the stream, her body petite and dressed in
