Dominique's mouth widened as she tried to mute her screams. "...I-I… CAN'T!" She somehow managed to get out. Her back arched like a taut bowstring, and she flailed around on the ground. The pain was becoming more and more unbearable. She could feel herself slowly slipping away.
Soon, the herbs Mira had wouldn't do any good.
'...I should've pushed her more during training.' Mira thought, silently biting her lip. It was starting to feel like, lately, she couldn't do anything right. She accidentally 'killed' Maria and couldn't even face her. Some bastards from the Central Continent were stalking her. Now, Dominique was dying right before her eyes.
'No.' Mira shook her head as her gaze hardened. 'Even if I have to turn you into my slave, I won't let you fall here!'
"Child." She said firmly before getting on one knee and patting Dominique's head. "I know it hurts, but I won't let you die. Just trust me and finish what you started."
