As soon as Pavan saw Hela trying to swallow Anya’s flesh, he rushed toward her with a shocked expression, but the flesh had already been swallowed by Hela by the time he managed to get to her.

“Oh my goodness, you crazy grandma!”

“Watch your manners, punk.”

Hela was planning to force herself to vomit the flesh if Anya’s condition remained unchanged despite her swallowing that piece of flesh.

Hela swung her fist at Pavan, but missed miserably as she stumbled and fell to the ground.

Pieces of flesh and blood clots instantly poured out of Hela’s mouth and her nose. Hela felt dizzy and felt as if a herd of ants were crawling all over her.

“Why the fuck would you swallow that!”

The sound of Pavan shouting at her buzzed and rang in her head. Hela felt like she was going to lose consciousness at any moment, but examined Anya’s condition one last time.

It was unknown as to whether it was because Hela had swallowed those red letters or not, but Anya certainly seemed to be much more comfortable than before.

Anya’s seizures had died down and the black fog was no longer being emitted from her body. Above all, the red letters had not only stopped increasing, but they even began to shrink one by one. Hela didn’t know what this meant but figured that it must be a positive sign.

“Keuk!”

However at the same time, Hela clutched her stomach in pain and collapsed to the ground. Hela recalled Dismas telling her...