"Lind, I love you." A voice reached Lind from across a vast chasm of darkness. It was sad to die again. He felt that he would remember nothing this time, but it was ok. He had not given in nor had he cowered.
He could have waited but the price would have been something vital. Bastion might still have died, but Lind did not wait for it. The voice was pleasant and he felt so happy to hear it.
A warmth washed over him that was so wonderful that he could not recall even the best bath coming close. He had fun times with his wives too but all of that paled compared to the feeling right then.
He took a breath and a lot of information crashed into his mind.
He was a peak Iron Tier, he was alive, and Ethry was dead.
Everything stopped. His Sky Touch slammed all brakes, everywhere. Qi did not flow. Qi did not even vibrate at its frequency. He swept his now whole body and saw his meridians restored with dantian shining brightly.
