Layla saw how the elf tended her wounded parents to the best of her ability.
"We should go back to the camp. Layla-," Calisto groaned when he can't move due to the severity of his wound.
"Layla will be fine." Hestia assured, aware of her husband's worries. "And I took away her memories of us. So, she won't miss us."
"Masters, I cannot heal the wound. It is so severe." The elf said.
"Is this how our lives conclude, milove?" Calisto asked as he turned to Hestia.
"It's quite a journey with you, Calisto. My friend, my lover, my companion whom I love so." Hestia said until her last breath.
Caslito's face contorted in a mourn before he smiled bitterly. "I'll see you shortly, milove."⁵
"Here is the cure of the bite." Hunter arrived, panting. His eyes went to Hestia and fear written on his eyes.
"Kid," Calisto called out and Hunter was fast to his side. "I won't last long too."
"I got the herb-,"
