Although Corey knew that calling Selene a burden at this point was unfair and unkind, it was the truth.
At the moment, Selene could no longer fight, and she could not even move or walk on her own. Her injuries were that severe, and the only way she would no longer be a burden was if Aethara allowed Corey to heal her to the point where she could fight on her own.
However, Corey had a feeling that Aethara would not allow such a thing.
'My injuries are also not fully healed.'
Corey furrowed his brows in deep contemplation.
"You were close."
A soft, calm, indifferent, and ethereal voice echoed around Corey, and he turned toward Aethara who was calmly floating in the air with her massive crimson vine wings outstretched.
Aethara looked at him with a gaze of superiority and indifference, and when she saw that Corey was not responding, she continued speaking.
"You almost… defeated… me."
