"B-Brother, it's all my fault." Primula lowered her head and sniffed back her tears.
Aurora was floating over a stone platform, six beams of light pouring into her from the six murals on the six walls.
Miss Calamity fainted once again after a brief moment of consciousness. And this time, her breath severely weakened.
Asherah might not have killed her. But what she had put Aurora in a state worse than death.
Varian miscalculated her state of injuries. She assumed she only lost vitalty and could be compensated as long as she could be given pure vitality. But like a cracked glass, she was leaking life force every moment.
Primula gritted her teeth as she stared at Aurora's face. The six beams of light were working together to pour vitality into her body, repair her soul and keep her alive.