[WARNING! The system has yet to regulate Hope’s Essence within you. Your body has begun to reject [Hope’s Essence (Lesser)].]
“When you sip my essence, make sure you use all of it, Sam… Don’t even think of saving it. Otherwise, it might burn you up inside,” Hope had warned him earlier.
Sam didn’t think he’d used up all of the essence he’d drunk with his hopeful wish for the Argo VII’s systems to work inside Ares’ Sacred Grove, but he thought there would be more time before rejection occurred.
[Your life force will continue to drop unless the system manages to strengthen your body against rejection…]
“Hurry,” Sam gasped.
To Sam, the pain racking his insides wasn’t the worst thing in the world. No. It was watching his sister slowly back away from him while he lay helplessly on the safety net unable to do anything but watch. That was the unbearable bit.
“Don’t… go,” Sam pleaded.
But Pandora the 8th seemed intent on running away.