As they looked at the battered, grotesque fused monster lying below, everyone heaved a collective sigh of relief.
One of the gods, wielding the power of the Law of Life, quickly tended to Boris and the God of Werewolves, using the life-infused divine energy to mend their injuries.
Fortunately, the God of Werewolves, despite having his heart nearly pierced, possessed a life force far stronger than an average god. Barely clinging to life, his condition stabilized under the combined efforts of the gods.
Boris, though healed to an extent, still felt a searing pain coursing through his body. This pain wasn't from his shattered organs—after all, regeneration was trivial for gods.
Instead, it came from a faint trace of the gray energy that had seeped into his body during the monster's tail strike. The energy clung to him like a parasitic worm, relentlessly gnawing at his life force.
