"I'm sorry."
"..."
"You are what?"
Braham stared with wide eyes at Anastasia, who was looking at the floor while apologizing to him.
'Did she lose her mind? Shit! I knew something bad would happen from visiting that anomaly!'
Panicking, Braham held his head with both hands: "My princess… I failed you again—"
Before he could continue his sentence, Anastasia held one of his hands with her own trembling hand, opened his palm, and placed a syringe on it.
As he looked at the syringe with confusion, Ana said: "First, use this. The radiation in your body is getting closer to the red zone."
"Wait, where did you get it from?!"
"That's the cure you had given to me a while ago." Anastasia answered honestly: "Look at my collar. The radiation in my body is so little, and this is what remained of the cure after using it. Please inject yourself with it. You need it more than me."
"Huh? But I have one in my closet—"
"You need it more than me!"
