"Moon Elf Lord?"
"Who else? Why don't you open your eyes? You are not a goner yet!"
The annoying voice of the Moon Elf Lord once again grated the inside of his ears.
Not wanting to impair his hearing, Xerxes did as he was told and opened his eyes.
"What are the two of you doing?" He couldn't help but blurt out.
Xerxes belatedly flinched once he realized that he could now see, talk and move his neck to witness the couple who were standing near his deceased dragon's body.
No, to be exact. Xagrien was supporting the bearer from the back while the bearer was raising his hand in the air and a huge sphere of mana was accumulating over their heads.
Then from it, small rivers of mana are connected throughout his corpse. Replenishing the mana that he is losing at a rapid pace.
His dragon body is slowly becoming solid once again due to the persistent efforts of Xagrien and the Moon Elf Lord.
