Sorry, Too Late
"If we'd saved it for Zeke, he'd have been cured ages ago!"
At that, she closed her eyes tightly, tears sliding down her cheeks.
From Roxanne's expression, Evan sensed a deep, crushing regret. He bared his teeth in a calm smile. "No need to regret it. Everything you did for me, I'll return to you."
Whether it was restoring the drug or making Mr. Wells suffer at the hands of Anya's father, he could do it all. He just needed time. The Ninefold Arcane Arts were his greatest foundation and his ultimate trump card.