Bab 69: Struggle

"No! I will not drink that!"

Shouted Ivy, as she hid behind the curtains. A frustrated sigh left my mouth as I plopped on the couch, exhausted from all the running.

Currently, Anne, Roan, and I were trying to make Ivy drink the potion I made to stabilize her health but she was in no mood to drink it because of how it looks and smells.

I also agree with the fact that it looks that it looks like a cow's barf and smells like a dead rat but I swear it tastes differently, not that I have tried it but I made it so I can tell that much.

"Ivy, it doesn't taste bad, give it a try at least" I spoke, defeatedly. Ivy shook her head vigorously as I looked at Roan who himself looked helpless. Anne stepped forward to convince her but still Ivy didn't budge a bit.

At last, the other two also settled down and we three tried to come up with a plan when we heard an aggressive knock on the door. Roan answered the door and there stood Knox with a frightened expression.