Riwan woke up on the spacious bed, his first thought was that his body was broken. He tried to move his fingers but even that simple movement made him numb.
"What are you doing?" He asked.
He was enveloped in the golden light as if the sun decided to embrace him.
"I'm… trying to heal you…" Alviraz admitted. He stood above his master and cast the blessings to his best ability. The wound wasn't closing at all, no matter how much energy he depleted.
"What a useless action…" Riwan noticed. He was the god, the one who bestowed the power to heal upon humans. He taught the young knight the skill himself, but his creations can't help him now. The dragon god slowly sat up, the sharp pain ruled over his mind, and he couldn't think of anything else.
"What happened…?" He remembers shielding Noirelle from the attacks, but his memories were missing after that.
