The Rogue Blessed Luna
"These creatures have no souls, the poison that has been embedded into his bloodstream can not be reversed. He will die a slow death and he will suffer greatly."
"No! There has to be a way," Mira cried out, "This can't be the end for him." She refused to believe the Alpha King. "You are a healer?"
"I am." He stated firmly.
"So heal him."
"I'm sorry, but there are certain things more powerful than I am, and this is one of them. He was attacked by an Orakcilar, which in English is called a Reaper Of Death."
"If he can not be saved, then what are we meant to do? Just wait until he dies?" She sneered, wiping the angry tears that tarnished her complexion with sorrow and disbelief.
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