A gentle ray of light shone on Xa Lian, allowing the first saint of the Church of the Dawn to regain some consciousness.
For the past ten minutes or so, even though Xa Lian held aloft the heavy cross in her hand as her body was continuously surrounded by the Holy Light, she remained in a state similar to deep unconsciousness, struggling against the ancient darkness at the deepest depths of her consciousness.
If Xa Lian's willpower had been even slightly weaker, or if she had shown the slightest signs of wavering against the indescribable divine power, she would be dead by now.
But this Elf, who had lived for less than five hundred years, endured the onslaught, and even managed to sustain the God Technique Array with a stubborn resolve akin to the final nerves dying. Her unwavering faith could not simply be described as 'devout' anymore.
