This personification of death

Legion was shot to the ground by Lady Kaliyah, but fortunately, he was safety caught by Yao, who went on to perform some sort of first aid on him:

She gripped the punctured parts of his body, muttering weird chants under her breath. Smoke rose with every squeeze as her hands pressed the wounds together, sealing them shut. The dragon groaned in pain, his deep growls rumbling like distant thunder, but the bleeding stopped.

Hana-chan, watching closely with teary eyes, her hands held in a praying gesture.

‘Don’t leave me, Legion… Don’t leave me alone, like Mother and Father did…’

Gosh, it really isn’t Hana-chan’s lucky day. Why exactly is she fighting?

To prevent others from not going through what she experienced?

And wait, her Shizuka the weak eventually died?

[In their line of work, it’s impressive if one lives till 50. With every unpredictable in this world.]

…Yeah… unpredictable…

[Kira?]