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... conscious Elera on the floor. He felt a pang in his heart after seeing her in this condition again.

Garos rushed to Elera and gently picked her up. His eyes contained hope and excitement. He hoped for the store to have pills, and he felt excited because he could meet Elera, who was perfectly healthy, during the six hours in Panagea.

Garos exited the room, as he couldn't just carry Elera all day. She needed to rest in a comfortable spot.

When Garos popped out of the room, ...

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