In the heart of the dense forest, Charlotte knelt beside the motionless figure of Rachael, her voice desperate as she called out to her…
"Rachael, wake up! Sister Rachael, what happened to you? Wake up! It's no time or place to be joking around."
Charlotte shouted, grabbing Rachael's shoulders and shaking her. She even splashed some water from the bottle on Rachael's face, but to no avail.
"Sigh!"
Noticing that Rachael had truly fallen into a deep, unresponsive coma-like state, Charlotte sighed with a heavy heart.
'Master's words really turned out to be true.'
The concern etched on her face vanished, replaced by a deep look.
'It's as if he knew what was about to happen.'
Charlotte's breath paused in realization, and a chill seeped into her bones, matching the icy dread that had gripped her heart.
