The man in the robe started to chuckle before he ended up laughing so hard that his shoulders started to shake. Then he shook his head. Ava expected him to say a word, something, anything.
But the man didn't.
Instead, he used the liquid and injected it into one of the tubes that were connected to Ulva's brain.
"You are silly," the man said. "Everything is in order. There is no way that whoever it is that you want to save you would successfully come to your aid."
"Silly?" Ulva lifted an eyebrow. Despite all this, she had a calm expression on her face. "I wonder about that too…" she said, her eyes on the ceiling.
Ava couldn't help but frown. If that liquid was supposed to be the witch's weakness then… how did the man hold it? The man was a witch and Ava could clearly feel it too! Why isn't it affecting him?
After a few seconds, all of the liquid was successfully inserted into the tube.
