With the tournament end, The void king waved his hand and the entire city was reconstructed in a few moments. Then the Black and the Golden-haired Yawen carried Elijah to the palace to rest in one of its many bedrooms before the banquet. Most of the gods, fairies and other Celestials who couldn't arrive earlier due to the bringing their armies and some of the experts in their clans to the meeting point.
"You are really stupid, aren't you..." Staring at Elijah, Yawen pinched his nose. Elijah naively smiled at her action before replying in a baby voice. "It's nothing that serious, it is just that I can't use my legs for the time being. But I have you to carry me, so I'm fine with it. As long as I recover before he arrives, it won't matter not feeling my legs."
