Chapter 43: The Power of the Mountain, in the Palm of My Hand!
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Haru felt his head being gently lifted and rested against something soft. Slowly, he opened his eyes.
"You're awake?" Sora sat on the floor, covered by a cool tatami mat. She had used her lap as a pillow for Haru's head and was looking at him with a worried expression.
Haru's entire body was covered in a dark brown layer of dried blood, but his injuries had already healed under the influence of his Authority, the Power of Life. Only his outward appearance remained disheveled.
"Yeah, I'm awake," Haru replied, sighing in relief. If Sora had seen the immediate aftermath of the bloody battle, she wouldn't be looking at him with such concern.
"I don't want to see you hurt, not even a little bit."
His perfectly healed body had successfully deceived Sora, but the dried bloodstains served as a subtle reminder that the battle with the Heretic God, the Heavenly Emperor, had been far more brutal than she could imagine.
"Hmm..." Haru wisely agreed. He wouldn't be so foolish as to engage in such a reckless, head-on battle again. It had been excruciating.
He had experienced near-death states hundreds of times over the past three days. If not for the Power of Life and his tenfold amplified Campione magical energy, he wouldn't have been able to drag the Heavenly Emperor to his demise.