Ethan, with Sherry's aid, swiftly regained his composure.
Already endowed with the formidable power of the Primordial Light, he found it relatively easy to recuperate from the assault of the God of Curses using this innate strength.
The additional support of Sherry's Power of Shadow only expedited his recovery, allowing Ethan to be battle-ready in less than a quarter of an hour.
Rising from the ground, Ethan couldn't shake off the vivid memories of the recent battle.
He felt that without Sherry's intervention, victory over the God of Curses might have eluded him.
"Sherry, I am deeply grateful for your assistance. Without you, I might have been utterly ensnared by the God of Curses' illusory curse," Ethan expressed sincerely.
Upon hearing this, a faint smile graced Sherry's face.
In her eyes, it was Ethan who had been her greatest savior.
Without him, she might have remained trapped in an eternal slumber.
