The youths' physical and mental strength had been under immense pressure in this difficult battle. Now that the majority of the breaches in the capital institute had been sealed, the battle within the institute slowed. However, not one of those who could still fight left the battlefield. Everyone was now approaching death's door.
All the medicinal herbs stored in the institute had been completely used to refine medicines. Large batches of medicine had been sent to the battlefield as the last straw to support them in continuing their fight.
This large depletion caused the situation in the institute's storage room to become urgent. However, when the last medicinal herb had been refined into medicine, all the pharmacists looked at the empty storage room. A look of despair, that was previously unknown to them, surfaced on their faces. Their hands were already shaking from the intensity at which they had been refining medicines and now, their faces were completely bloodless.
