# Chapter 90
Hersia collected clean water in a bucket, wetted the cloth, and rubbed her sister’s arm. When she rinsed the cloth, the water changed into a blood-red color in a moment's time.
“Tell me when you get yourself sorted out. Because you look very shocked. Someone who recovered from lightning strike would be calmer than you. I understand even though you’re befuddled, so tell me everything once you become relaxed. Understood?”
“...”
“Geez.”
Hersia looked at her absentminded sister, with a worried gaze, then continued to do what she was doing. When she finished wiping Eutostea’s arm, she also drew out the blood between Eutostea’s fingers and nails.
With her hands in the cold water, Eutostea was staring at the rippling water surface. Her skinny face was reflected in it. It looked as though she was now just a shell without a soul.
‘What on earth had happened?’ Hersia murmured in her mind.
