"Who are you? Are you with this young man?" the Demon King asked while slowly stepping back in preparation for an attack.
If the man in front of him could save someone from him while not even being present in the room, then he was certainly someone to be worried about.
"Don't fear, I'm not here to kill you," Ning said as he walked into the throne room. He looked around at the room void of any flourishes and sighed. He stepped next to the young man who was hurt and placed his hand on the young man's chest.
"Get up!"
Instantly, the young man's left arm returned back to him and all the blood he had lost had returned as well. The mana and magicules he had lost had not returned, but just the rest alone was enough to surprise him.
'Who is this man? And why is he so strong?' he thought.
Ning looked at the young man with a confused look. "This isn't a place where humans can be. Why are you here?" he asked.
