Azren's mind clouded over as he lost hope. Michy's eyes remained closed, his chest stopped moving up and down, and his body began to lose the heat.
He managed to bring Michy to the shore, but he couldn't save the young idol. His hands on top of the idol's chest grew weaker, and his body started trembling.
"Maybe you can try to give him mouth-to-mouth resuscitation, Azren!"
Azren almost lost hope, but then he suddenly heard someone shouting from the side. His emerald eyes were layered by transparent liquid, and he turned his head to the side to find some people giving him a worried look.
Some people looked at him in worry, but only one person suggested an idea to him.
"You can try to kiss him, Azren—uh, I mean, you can help him breathe again by doing mouth-to-mouth resuscitation."
Vienna was the one who dared to give him the idea while other people in the area remained quiet because they were too worried about the idol's condition.
