"We don't have that amount of time. By the time I test that thing, she would be dead. She doesn't have much time left." The doctor concludes. "Duke, we must try with whatever we have."
Hael nodded, understanding his words. He walked ahead but was blocked by Caelestis.
"I can't let you give her an unknown substance." He says.
"Move." Hael tries to shove him away, but he doesn't budge. "Caelestis!" He shouts his name. "I won't let my sister's efforts go to waste. She almost died to get this. So, get out of my way—"
The doctor and Dean, who had followed his master back here, caught Caelestis by both his hands and pulled him out of Hael's way.
Hael knelt at the bed side and gently raised Stella up placing his hand under her head. Her skin had turned pale, and it looked like her body had no blood left in it. It felt strange as if she would wither away any second.
He shakes away that dense, unsettling feeling and opens the wooden cap of the jar, but how to make her drink it?
