Isabella placed a comforting hand on her father's arm. "We're doing everything we can, Dad. Let's stay hopeful."
Dereck managed a small smile, appreciating his daughter's support. "You've grown into a strong and wise woman, Isabella. Your faith gives me strength."
There was a short silence as both father and daughter stared at Alice inside of capsule.
"Here, Father take this, It's the Healberry fruit that Lucas was talking about earlier." After a moment of silence, Isabella took out the Healberry fruit that Lucas had given her earlier.
Dereck's eyes widened as he looked at the Healberry in Isabella's hand. The significance of the moment struck him, and he gently took the precious fruit from his daughter.
"So this is the Healberry?" he asked, a mix of hope and hesitation in his voice.
Isabella nodded determination in her eyes. "Yes, Father this is the Healberry fruit."