Bhuvi glanced at Glara, who was lying on the bed with a breathing apparatus attached to her nose. Beside Glara, Gama sat, gazing with a melancholic expression. Meanwhile, Boy was in Tasha's hospital room, whose condition was similar to Glara's.

Glara's slender fingers began to move slowly. She blinked and spoke softly, "Bhuvi."

Bhuvi immediately turned and bowed his body. "I'll call the doctor, okay?"

Glara grabbed Bhuvi's arm and looked at him weakly. "How is Tasha?" she asked softly.

Bhuvi turned back and gazed at Glara gently. "She's in the next room. What do you need?"

Once again, Glara shook her head. In reality, she didn't need anything other...