Cold black liquid dripped from Kanomai's mouth.
He raises them. Because of his injuries, he constantly secreted this substance.
But after some time its color changed from black to bright yellow. Kanoma's eyes widened. But the fluid stopped immediately.

He was trying to stand when someone grabbed him. it froze But when he recognized Prometheus' voice, he wanted to hug him. His friends were there...
"Kanomai, you need to come out."

They had punched a hole in the wall, Kanomai barely made it through, and after being so badly injured, he fell on the snow and passed out.
Black liquid was coming out of his mouth. But there were also golden veins in it.

Prometheus shouted with joy: "He was able to bring himself back to life!! He is a genius! I knew it!"

Demosa smiled worriedly as she knelt before Kanoma and caressed him.




Demosa whispered, "I wish Timas was here..."
"I thought you'd say that."

This was not the voice of Prometheus or Kanomai. It was the voice of Timas. Behind him, Fitamova was standing with a lovely smile, and Sakuje was looking around with stress. Natimeh also pulled his hat to the faces of the others. Especially Fitamoa.
 
Prometheus looked at them in disbelief. "Guys... what are you doing here...?"
"Not sure? We came to save Kanomai. After all, we're all the same. A bunch of weeds. So we're friends."

Natimeh laughed. Weed was Timas' favorite term. Prometheus just looked and smiled.

No one knew that this was the first time in Prometheus' long life that he did not feel lonely.
© Mehraban.K.T