The rain was beating at the sycamore trees and the wind was pushing chill on Loomis and Kenneth. Both of them were silent, waiting for their destiny.
Their lives were seemingly fading away with the life of Luis, who has completely calmed down, no convulsions, no pain, but only weak breath, like a candle in the wind. Juliana was holding his little hands. She had unspeakable madness and hatred with all her plans in her heart failed.
In the Glory Palace, Calamity closed her book on acupuncture and listened to Lily's report, feeling sad deeply.
At last, Calamity's face turned serious. She rolled up her trousers, looking at the ulcerated wound on her foot, she pressed it but she couldn't feel slightest pain. A daring decision was made. She would risk her life. She had already died once.
She dashed out with the acupuncture kit in her hands. Lily gazed at her, was stunned.