The specks of dark gleaming mana drifted into the air and vanished. Aesther considered which part would be suitable for the transplant but then she saw the ghost lady summon a new knife and make a cut over her hand.
Aesther felt hot and cold at once, "W-wait no! That's harmful!"
One wrong slip and the ghost lady would never be able to be normal again. Aesther almost forgot that none of this was real and nearly panicked.
But Rose only laughed at that, there was a kind smile on her lips.
"I am going to die here anyway."
Aesther blinked, taken aback but then replied normally, "Yeah, same. At least make use of some numbing spell. You can't just mess with your 'life' energy like that!"
"You worry so much," she replied as the blade sunk into her flesh and no blood came out, "Sometimes, we have to silence our thoughts and fears, and just do what must be done."
