As soon as Ivica finished writing the letter, she lay on the sofa, her body racked with pain and her face streaked with blood and tears.
She heard her sister's panicked voice calling out to her, and struggled to sit up and face her.
"S-Sister?" Ivica managed to whisper, her voice barely audible over the sound of her ragged breathing.
"W-Why did you use your ability when you're already so weakened?" Evica's voice was thick with worry as she rushed to Ivica's side, pulling out advanced healing potions from her storage ring.
But Ivica knew it was too late. She held Evica's hand to stop her from wasting the precious potions and the little time she had left.
"I...will be leaving first, sister. I'm sorry I won't be able to be with you any longer," Ivica said, her voice barely above a whisper. She moved her bloodied hand toward Evica's cheek, a small, sorrowful smile on her lips and tears welling in her eyes.
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