THUD!
"..."
Jerusha collapsed.
Her body hit the ground, limp and unmoving.
"..huff... huff... huff..."
Her breath, steady but weak.
The moment she let her guard down and relaxed—the exhaustion, the sheer depletion of her mana—it all caught up to her.
She had pushed herself too far.
And now, she was paying the price of it.
But at least—
At least, she could rest knowing Raye was alive.
And seeing her not moving an inch on the cold floor—
"Let's just put her beside this kid and have them share a bed."
Raphael said that.
His voice broke the silence.
His gaze alternated between Raye and Jerusha, his expression unreadable.
"Considering how far she was willing to go for him—"
"They're probably family or a couple. Either way, they surely won't mind sharing a bed."
Raphael stated.
The hospital was currently already overflowing with patients.
They were short on beds.
So this was the best they could do.
"She's just asleep. The kid is probably exhausted too. Let them rest."
