"Her condition has stabilized," Natasha said. "It's a good thing you found her before it was too late. If you were any later, she would've bled out on the spot. But, I can't do anything about her missing eyeball—I can't regenerate that. I managed to stitch together the torn flesh, though. Her recovery is progressing, but as for when she'll wake up? I can't give you any guarantees. All we can do now is wait."
I looked down at Angelica, lying so still on the bed. At least, for now, she wasn't thrashing around like before, but that didn't make it any easier to see her like this. A thick bandage covered the eye that had exploded earlier, and a bunch of magical implements wound around her body like a lifeline. There was an unnerving concentration of mana hovering around her head. I figured that was what triggered her head to almost blow up. I had no idea how she managed to stop herself from completely exploding it, but I could only guess it was her sheer willpower.
