Mirage's back was covered in a layer of sweat as he heavily gasped for air to replenish his stamina for a few seconds.
It didn't take him too long to recover a bit of a breather.
His mind calmed down considerably at this time as well and examine Helena's condition in a hurry.
He furrowed his brows into a tight frown the instant he saw the current condition of the woman's body.
Her exquisite face was deathly pale and her temperature was high. Her entire body was covered in a thick layer of cold sweat and looked as if she just came out of a sauna.
It was obvious that she was in a critical condition.
'This is bad... if she still doesn't receive any treatment soon then her life would really be compromised!' Mirage thought with a solemn expression.
He really didn't expect that the progress of the infection would be this fast-acting and he was caught off guard by this.
Unfortunately, he also doesn't have any solutions at hand as well.
