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- Hope dies last, - the priestess nodded in agreement. - Oh, yes. I haven't really told you everything yet. We managed to bring her back to a decent state - thanks to our expert - but she is still unconscious, which is not surprising, given her previous condition and the length of time she spent in it. She is resting now, and other experts - who, perhaps, shouldn't be called that, but nevertheless - are giving her about a week to recover. Why didn't they become doctors if they are so good at diagnosing, you might ask? I won't answer that. But when she comes to, we will find out. "Hopefully, without any negative implications..." - She is still there, for observation and care. It wouldn't be very appropriate to drag her across the city to you, so please excuse us.