The room was well-lit, making it easy to see. Ron, who was right behind Cale, saw into the room and started to frown.

��How terrible.�

It was a terrible sight, even for Ron.

�Ugh, aaaahhh!�

They could see Hannah on a bed twisting in pain.

Honestly speaking, it was difficult to even tell that it was her.

�Ahhhhhhh!�

Black veins throughout her body looked ready to burst. Her nose, eyes, ears, and every other orifice on Hannah�s face was currently bleeding.

There was also a black smoke rising out of her body.

�Ah. Ah-.�

She was screaming with a hoarse voice. She seemed to have held back from screaming for a while as her lips were bleeding from where she had bitten down, and her eyes were red.

�Hannah, Hannah! Please, oh, lord!�

The Saint was at the edge of Hannah�s bed, crying and unable to even say a prayer. He could not pray as he was worried that praying to the Sun God would harm Hannah, who was infected by the dead mana.

�Please. Hannah, just a little more strength! Please!�

The Saint pleaded while looking at Hannah. They would have a way to save her if she persevered a bit longer. Tens of empty highest-grade potion bottles were rolling around on the floor.

Hannah suddenly started seizing about two hours ago. The highest-grade potions did not help.

�Sniff, sniff.�

The Saint cried while looking at the red eyes that were looking at him. His eyes were red as well. He felt like he was about to go crazy.

�I want to purify her.�

Seeing his younger sister continuing to generate black smoke made his thoughts as her brother and his thoughts as a Saint clash against each other. As a Saint, he wanted to purify his sister with his healing powers in order to get rid of the dead mana and the affected girl from this world.

However, doing so would kill his sister as well.

That was why he clenched his hands together and desperately pleaded while looking into his sister�s eyes.

�Hannah, hold on a little bit longer! If you do!�

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