"I now understand," Carla wheezed, "why Happy practically died on that trip." The white Exceed dropped on to Gray's table.

She handed him the piece of paper.

"Oh, Carla-san! Please help them just a little longer!" Wendy pleaded.

"You're too manipulative, Wendy." Carla turned to Gray. "Just a little longer. Then I'm done. Hopefully Happy will have recovered by then."

Meanwhile, Happy lay dead on Natsu's shoulder.

But by then, Gray had pulled a piece of clean paper from the stack he had requested. It didn't take a fortune-teller to know he would need it.