Haru couldn’t believe what he heard. There was no way he was going to let Akira die. He frowned at the doctor and stomped away, refusing to take that for an answer. He marched on to the hospital’s library and began searching for books related to healing light and dark magic users. After all, he was a healer too. Even if the other doctors gave up, he was not going to. He browsed every book possible for any such cases treated before… but he didn’t find a single one. I’m not giving up… The Rune Knight kept piling books on his table; none proved useful unfortunately. It was almost past three in the morning when he finally couldn’t keep his eyes open and his head hit the huge book he had in front of him. After all, he had had a terribly tiring day too.
Less than three hours later, the morning sun’s warm rays woke him from his stupor. He woke with a dull throbbing pain in his head, almost not remembering anything. And then, in less than a second, everything came back to him and he jumped off the chair, rushing towards Akira’s room. He opened the door and stared at an empty bed; and she wasn’t in the bathroom either. Wide-eyed, Haru rushed to the reception and inquired of his partner’s fate. “Akira Shimada. Where is she?” he asked bluntly. “Umm… She left this morning. We told her not to, but she didn’t listen,” the receptionist said indifferently. “LEFT?! What the-” he wanted to yell at the hospital staff, but he had no time for that. Instead, he rushed out of the building and started running through the huge Capitol’s streets frantically.