Arthur wasn't knocked out for long. And immediately after two hours, he was awake—feeling more than alive thanks to Catherine.
Her mana had managed to stabilize his core and he could feel the Will was dormant once again. Also, the divine essence of an emitter was now coursing through his body, giving it a sense of livelihood that somehow healed some of the scars he had gained from his previous fights.
She was truly amazing when it came to healing magic. But right now, she was resting on one of the beds next to him after she had moved him out of the crazy room and placed him here.
"…"
'The amount of mana she has sacrificed will take her months to recover, meaning her healing magic will not be as effective for a while.'
"What have I done?"
Arthur felt a weight in his chest because she had paid a heavy price to save for a nobody like him. A nobody that failed to protect his mother or live.
