In the quiet room, Vera was lying face-up on the bed.
Her face was as white as paper, her breathing weak, and in her delicate expression, there was a persistent resolution that couldn't be quite described.
At the bedside, Turennes prayed intently, his body radiating a holy white light as he performed a Healing Technique.
The Healing Technique performed by the Cardinal himself would, of course, yield highly effective results, but Vera showed no signs of waking up.
As time wore on, Turennes's forehead became covered in a cold sweat, and the luminescence radiating from the holy symbol on his chest flickered, suggesting he was on the brink of exhaustion.
However, he didn't dare stop.
For, on either side of him, Colin and Marquis Garcia were watching him. He could imagine that if he failed to heal Vera, his life would likely be in grave danger.
There was no need to question Colin, whose murderous intentions were clearly displayed in his eyes.
