Reincarnated Into A Dead Woman's Body In Another World

"Woosh." "What is it?" Fumeko appeared in front of the elf—his eyes that shed tears where wide open.

Desperation poured from his throat as he spoke, "Magic, mana! Do you still have some, t-t-the Firefly can absorb it!" he shook the brunette by the shoulders.

Fumeko shrugged him off and stepped back, "I’m not exactly full," she held her stomach and could hear it grumble. She peered past him and into the alcove, before shadows took her steps and she disappeared.

Under a single dimming ball of light, Tiffany and Asobi stood around Hotaru who cradled Colwyn’s corpse on her lap—the poison had webbed over any skin and her breath had been long drawn out of her lungs.

The redhead carefully stood back up with Colwyn in her arms, while Asobi gently pried Colwyn’s staff from her hand. Fumeko’s brows unfurrowed a smidgen, "I assume she’s..."

Hotaru pursed her lips and gave a solemn nod. Fumeko glanced over to Ben, who was standing speechless at the scene.

Meanwhile outside, powered by a lightning kick, Jotou landed on the cave floor with a pant. Her landing was immediately interjected by Clyde who gripped the blonde by her arms and cried, "Mana, mana please! She needs it!!!"

Jotou’s eyes bubbled and cautiously pushed Clyde away, "Who needs it? What’s going on?" she glanced towards the alcove.

"Colwyn, Colwyn!" he started to sob, his voice croaking while he barely managed to stand. "Please, please Thundering Blade!" he begged and ran towards where his sister was.

The blonde knitted her brows and watched Hotaru walk out with a body hanging limply in her arms, followed by the others. Clyde rushed up and placed his hands on Colwyn’s body, crying as he turned her face to face his.

Jotou then rushed forward, noticed the poison markings across her skin and gave a look to the wolf-woman, "Do you need my...?"

Hotaru sighed, "My spell doesn’t work on Jotou, I can’t siphon her," she said to Clyde more so than Jotou.