Day after day passes as time flies. By the twentieth day, everyone had woken up from their unconscious state and were ready to continue their journey. Elijah looked at his friends one by one, then stopped as his gaze fell on Agda, who had returned to her armor suit.
"Agda, are you sure you can carry us all using teleportation magic?"
Elijah asked out of concern, as Agda was the most severely injured, as well as the last to wake up among all of them. Elijah was afraid that using her teleportation magic again two days after she woke up would strain Agda's body once again. But Agda smiled instead, then patted her chest as if she wanted to prove that she really was fine.
"Don't worry, Elijah! Right now, I've returned to my primal state!"
"Well, if you say so...."
