Aisa's senses picked up Damian's recovery instantly, her eyes wide with shock.
"Such sudden recovery isn't possible without powerful spells... he didn't chant, so it must be a skill or little effect," she analyzed, taking out two mana potions from her space ring and gulping them down, instantly filling her nearly empty mana pool.
"Fuck it,"
Aisa cursed, raising her hands towards Damian, preparing to cast the strongest spell she knew. She rolled her tongue around, remembering how it went and how it should be chanted.
"~In shadows deep, where light withdraws,
I summon forth the ancient laws.
With heart untainted, pure as flame,
I call upon the sacred name.~"
Aisa sang, her voice becoming soft and melodic.
"~Eons of Great, hear my command,
Guide this spell with steady hand.
Golden Age of Brilliance past,
Let your light within me cast~"
