Chapter 119

• "What are we going to do now?" Rain asked after a long hour of uncontrollable outbursts.
• The mistress shrugged. "We simply wait. Probably, he might not die in this life like the others, though, there is a tremendous possibility that he might." She touched Lyre's hand. "I became the worst mother, to save him, but it seems I can't fight against fate. One way or the other, it will still return to pinch us on the butt."
• Rain frowned at her. "Don't you know anything that might help him?" He touched Lyre's body, which was still wavering between warm and cold.