Rosalind stared at her recovering grandfather, lying on the bed. At this rate, she was already certain that he would wake up one day. However, she was uncertain when it would be.
Earlier, she had tried to use her blessing, but for some reason, it did not work. Belisarius was quick to point out that her light blessing was no longer as pure as it should be.
Obviously, she knew better than that.
Even if she absorbed demonic energy, she could still sense the purity of her light blessing. She wondered if this was more about trauma, among other things.
"Shall we get going?" Lucas uttered.
"Alright," Rosalind nodded, agreeing to leave the market so they could go back to Aster. "Are you not concerned about Wugari?" she asked.
"They can manage," Lucas said. Since earlier, he had been silent, his words sparse. Still, he was adamant about being supportive of Rosalind.
"Do you know why they would suddenly summon the portal now?" she asked.
