No treatment?
Emang paused for a moment, subconsciously looking back at the holy knight in the forefront, who was horrifyingly injured, and wondered aloud, "But Sir Tero's body should be nearing its limit. If you're worried that our defense line might falter without his presence, I can assure you that I can absolutely..."
"It has nothing to do with the defense line," Motan shook his head gently, and almost in the same breath, used the Enhanced Holy Healing Art and the Restoration Prayer on two warriors in the front line. He calmly added: "Besides, Tero can still hold on. The Holy Knights of the Church of the Dawn have a slight edge in self-healing. Why don't you go and relieve Grappa in a moment? She must be exhausted."
Emang blinked, his expression gradually turning uneasy. After hesitating for a moment, he couldn't resist asking in a subdued voice: "What are you thinking? Do you intend for Knight Tero to…"
"Yes," Motan nodded affirmatively.
