"Captain…" Naya
"She's still conscious, she's still conscious, Yuna, give me one of the healing scrolls quickly," Turmin said, as he looked at the orange-haired girl next to him.
"It's too late," destroying the small glimmer of hope the group had, Naya muttered in a low voice, struggling to keep her eyes open.
"But Naya..." As a tear slipped quickly down his cheek, Turmin mumbled.
"The healing scroll won't be able to heal me while I'm in this state, Captain. Just let me use the time I have left to express gratitude," Naya said after gathering all her remaining strength. "kh, kh, I really want to thank you guys, thank you for looking after me all these years."
"No no Naya, please don't say that you will be okay just- ...." Sanae muttered, the black-haired young woman with a face covered in tears.