She swallowed hard, struggling to contain her anguish for this young woman lying before her. The girl was clad in a wedding gown; it must have been her special day, cruelly ruined by the Lord vampire's vicious attack. The injustice of it twisted painfully within Ren's chest as she thought they were transforming what should have been a joyous occasion into a nightmare painted in blood.
"Our past attempts failed; the soldiers' hearts stopped after they succumbed to the hallucinations induced by the fever. But this girl hasn't started hallucinating yet. We must swiftly gather every possible remedy to reduce the fever. If we can eliminate it, she has a chance to survive," Ren urged.
Her knowledge of this fever was limited. She had only studied medication for three short years, her training abruptly halted when she was brought here.
