"He's dead!"
Sylvester didn't react much and meticulously focused on removing the contraption in Felix's heart. "Calm down, Hendrix. He's a peak Platinum knight. Even when his heart isn't beating, he's not dead—he won't be fully dead for many hours to come, and I only need a few moments."
Wet sounds resounded in the operating room as Sylvester clawed open Felix's chest with his blade created from the solid light element. Beyond the ribcage, he didn't use his hands and instead created little strings of light magic and controlled them to move meticulously around without hurting the heart and cutting apart the contraption.
Of course, there were a few runes placed on it. But they were far too inferior to Sylvester's knowledge from the Elder Runes.
Clack!
