The next second.
The man who had been standing in mid-air took a few steps and appeared on the ground with a flicker of his body.
He sauntered over to Caroline Edwin, glanced at the wound on her shoulder, and mana overflowed from his fingertips, healing her injury.
A warm sensation flowed from the wound, so comforting that one couldn't help but sigh.
The injury was healed.
Blake Fuller looked towards the Red and White Demons with an indifferent expression. His gaze was calm, without a hint of fluctuation, yet it unintentionally sent shivers down one's spine.
"You... you..."
The bride in red turned pale, backing away repeatedly, fear welling up in her heart as thoughts of fleeing surfaced in her mind.
Stuttering a few words, she aimed towards the right and sprinted away using her evil mana.
"Bang—"
She crashed into an invisible barrier, was pushed back by the rebound, and fell to the ground, her body wracked with intense pain.
Seeing this, the man in white tightened inside.
