The Healer starts to quickly crush the dried herbs, turning them into a fine powder. He places it on a piece of paper and folds it, separating the correct amount that the pregnant young woman should take.

Milenna stays by her daughter's side all the time; seeing her daughter in that situation was as painful as it could get.

"What will we do?!"

She asks, distressed, feeling helpless.

Zebeu was apprehensive, looking around, trying to find something he could use.

Cateline sighs deeply, and then a weak voice comes from her mouth.

"Please... save the baby..."

She speaks softly, and her mother listens attentively.

"Daughter?... Can you hear me?"

Milenna...