Hilda stopped in between, she threw the hunter rope and left Ikaria on the floor. Hilda walked over to a container where she washed her hands and walked out without a word. Ikaria was lying on the floor, covered in blood. Ikaria gathered her strength to drag herself near her chair. She put her hand on the seat and pulled herself to sit on it. She sat in front of the mirror and rested her hands on the table.
She looked at herself, covered in blood. Her chin continued to tremble because of emotional heartbreak and her tears didn't stop until she herself wiped it. She opened a drawer and pulled out a small bottle. She opened it and drank it. She immediately put her hand on her mouth and the bottle fell from her hand.
