"Sophia, that's enough," Ragnar said, gently touching her shoulder. "Don't push yourself beyond your limits. You know it's dangerous."
Ragnar's eyes widened in alarm as Sophia's hand froze in mid-air, the thread of poison extraction severed abruptly. Taking a deep breath, Sophia slumped weakly into Ragnar's embrace.
Ragnar caught Sophia, cradling her petite form in his arms. Sophia blinked several times, gazing at Ragnar before succumbing to unconsciousness.
Her hand and head hung limply in Ragnar's embrace. Drained of all energy, her body became completely subject to gravity's control.
Concern etched across his face, Ragnar carefully adjusted Sophia's position, ensuring she was comfortable.
He could feel the weight of her limp body against him, a stark reminder of the toll her efforts had taken.
Gently stroking her hair, he whispered words of reassurance, though he knew she couldn't hear him in her unconscious state.