"Would medicines help?" Isaac considered bringing out all the medicines he carried.
"They won't be effective," Mixandrei replied, her expression dark and sefious.
In a swift motion, she bit down on her tongue, drawing blood, which she spat out heavily.
"Mixandrei!" Minotaur's eyes widened, her face filled with alarm.
Mixandrei simply gestured for her to stay silent, indicating that there was no need for more words.
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