"This is Lucas' condition now, Miss Alyuura," Damian said as he opened the door to the room where Lucas was being treated.
The cool air blows against Alyuura's skin, like entering a waterfall area that is so comfortable and cool. It wasn't the bone-chilling chill from the air conditioning or the night breeze, it really was a very comfortable air temperature. Like not being in a room in a hospital.
It all comes from a magical power that is made to continue to heal Lucas' organs. All forms of magical power that exist in it form a sense of comfort for anyone who is near him.
The whole feeling of comfort was inversely proportional to Lucas' condition which was quite worrying for Alyuura. As if not meeting Lucas, the situation was completely different.
Lucas lay on the patient bed with various medical devices attached to his body. Oxygen hose, Elektrokardiograf, nutritional fluid hose, and so on.
