"Miss Sita, how are you feeling now?" Lawrence stopped what he was doing, let out a sigh of relief, and looked at Sita, who was lying beside Rama. He asked softly.
Sita smiled kindly and nodded to Lawrence.
"Thank you, beautiful one. I feel much better now."
Her voice was still somewhat weak, but she was far better off than when Mash had first brought her out of the prison.
"Are there no other Servants left in the prison?" Fujimaru Ritsuka looked up and asked.
"Miss Nightingale just went through it again and confirmed that all the other Servant units have already departed. It's truly cruel." Mash sighed, her face full of sorrow.
"Beowulf wouldn't torture us, but most of the Servants captured here had either been cursed by Cu Chulainn or tortured by that woman Maeve." Sita sat up, her fingers still interlocked with Rama's. She looked at Fujimaru Ritsuka. "Because I knew Lord Rama was still in this Singularity, I held on. But everyone else had already... because of the curses or their mental state..."
"Let's not talk about that for now. Miss Sita, do you have a way to remove Mr. Rama's curse?" Lawrence sat sideways beside them and pointed to Rama's chest.
"The curse on Cu Chulainn's spear." Sita naturally recognized what was on Rama's chest. Sorrow filled her expression as she gently shook her head.
"I'm sorry, but I have no way to remove a curse of this degree. In fact, there is also a curse between Lord Rama and me."
Sita released his hand and gently caressed Rama's cheek, a sorrowful sigh in her expression.
"For the sake of Lord Hanuman and Lord Sugriva, he killed the enemy Vali in a dishonorable way that could never be forgiven, and Vali's wife cursed him for