"Grandma!" Iris hugged Vera who was lying on the bed. Her tears seeped through the old woman's robes, and her wail of sadness echoed inside the room.
"Why are you crying?" Vera asked. "I'm just a bit injured from the fight. Just give me a few days and I'll be back up to normal."
"Grandma, the High-Cleric already told me," Iris replied as she held her grandma tight. "I swear I will kill that Ranker! He'll pay for this!"
"...Child, it will be best if you forget about him for the time being," Vera stated as she patted Iris back in order to calm her down. "Everyone dies. Some just die sooner than others. You're still young and still have a long life ahead of you. I don't mind if you avenge me, but only do it when you are strong enough. Do you understand?"