JOYCE
Evanter was lying on the floor with his eyes closed. His lips were already pallid white, and it appeared like he was not breathing.
Joyce felt like she would pass out at the sight.
"Evanter!" Demeter screamed before he went to his side, at the speed of light, and tried to wake him up frenetically. The servants also were alarmed as they rushed to where Evanter was and crowded on him.
With haste, Joyce patted her skirt and was about to grab her phone and call 911 with her trembling hands. But she realized that she was not in their country.
She was about to try to wake him up. But since Demeter was already doing it, she turned her attention towards the servants.
"H-have this happened before? Did he have some medicine? Where is it?" she asked non-stop at the frantic servants.
One of the servants shook his head and replied, "The master was never ill. And this is the first time that it occurred."