Chapter 17: After the battle
Grace let out a long sigh of relief after finally finishing her work.
Her skin was even paler than usual, as the petite girl had drained all her energy using
Unfortunately, despite all her efforts, she couldn't fully heal that man. Why had he pushed his body so far? She thought, her empathetic eyes reflecting her concern.
She couldn't help but wonder what that man had gone through to end up in such a state.
Her eyes, hidden behind her long brown hair, focused on a large scar across the man's abdominal area.
Unfortunately, that wasn't the only scar on his body. Wherever her gaze rested, she found signs of battle. Some of them were burn marks she hadn't been able to fully heal.
Almost unconsciously, the woman's hand moved closer to his abdomen, gently tracing the scars. She knew he wasn't particularly powerful, yet he had managed to defeat that arrogant redhead.
And her? What was she doing?
Grace felt a pang in her chest as she looked at the man, his unconscious body a testament to his unyielding determination.
"Oh, lucky you! You got the hot patient," a high-pitched, feminine voice suddenly interrupted her thoughts.
"Don't talk about a patient like that," another voice interjected. "Besides, you know Grace isn't like you."