"Miya!"
Bailuo lifted the blanket and what he saw were burns too harrowing to look at.
"Master, I, I did my best."
Lilith could not overcome the curse of Twilight, no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't heal Miya's wounds, but to have saved her life was truly all she could do.
"Lift her up."
Bailuo: "Never mind, I'll do it."
Bailuo carefully slid his hands under Little Miya and propped her up: "Miya, can you hear me speak?"
The girl's face had been completely consumed by the burns, and naturally, her eyes could no longer be spared, never to open again.
"Mm-hmm."
Miya nodded, meaning she could hear.
"I found a new miracle, but it needs to be eaten to take effect," Bailuo said, "I'll cut open your mouth, you must bear the pain, chew it up, and swallow."
"Mm."
Watching Miya's condition, Bailuo's hands trembled.
There was no disgust in him, there was only heartache and boundless self-blame.
"Here I come."
