"Educating the mind without educating the heart is no education at all." -Aristotle
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The silver-haired demon's name was Ilyas. He helped her clean up, and they placed Zamiel on his bed. He looked dead, but Ilyas assured her he wasn't.
Irene mixed some herbs with healing properties and put it on his wound before bandaging him up. Now they would just have to wait and hope that he would heal.
Feeling anxious, she sat beside his bed, praying that he would be alright. She wanted to go back to Heaven and assure her that everything was alright. She never felt this desperate before. If anything happened to this man, her granddaughter would never be the same.
