"Argh…my head…" A weak and pained voice echoed through a small wooden hut that was placed high up on a tree.
The voice reached the ears of all the Elves and the human Originals nearby. Their ears perked up at the sound of Nial's voice.
A bunch of Elves, who released an intense pressure that suppressed everyone around them, jumped up from the ground and entered the wooden hut in an instant.
They released uniquely transmuted mana and filled the entire hut with it instantaneously.
Followed by the Elves, a few humans rushed up the wooden stairs before halting in front of the wooden hut.
"You are not allowed to enter the hut. Your mana will only disrupt the healing process," One of the Elves warned, lifting his flat hand to indicate that they shouldn't even think of stepping into the hut.
