Did you also fly?

"I can't. It's too late for me to do that."

Roman's heart sank as his mouth fell open. His mouth opened and closed like a fish, but his voice was stuck in his throat. When he recovered, a shaking voice came out. 

"But you said…"

Aries rolled her eyes and wiggled her wrist from his grip. "It's how I fuel you," she explained, opening the bottle of medicine only to pour it on his wound and then immediately pressing cloth on it.

"Ughh…!" he grunted in pain, wiggling weakly, but she pressed harder.

"Endure it. This might feel another torturous night, but trust me, this pain is not meant to kill you," she remarked while his breathing grew ragged, clutching her wrist once again on instinct. "As I've said, it's too late for me to save Violet. I can't go there, but have faith in your brother. I'm certain Ismael isn't as stupid as he was yesterday."

"What…?" he breathed out sharply, still gritting his teeth.