Compared to others, Liliya was actually even more worried about the situation on the battlefield, but unfortunately, just like everyone else, she could only wait in silence now. The only thing she could probably do was pray, praying that the gods would bestow their blessings.
Regrettably, such prayers seemed futile, as more and more wounded soldiers were continuously brought back in the time that followed, undoubtedly proving that the battle was still ongoing and had become even more brutal.
Time slipped away minute by minute, and the sky went from broad daylight to sunset. During this process, the number of wounded steadily increased, with soldiers from the Guard Corps and Backhill Village, amounting to dozens of people.
In this situation, Liliya and Dusa didn't even have time to worry anymore. They did all they could to treat the wounded, which was the most they were able to do.
"Sister Liliya, listen..."
