"Ahh~ I feel so revitalized..."
Berkah stretched his wings and took a deep breath, the glimmer of crimson in his eyes slowly fading, allowing for his usual piercing blue.
"What was that..."
"Did he just... heal like a Troll?"
"That child... Just what is he?"
The spectators whispered amongst themselves, their expressions were a painting of confusion and shock.
"Ladies and gentlemen what have we just witnessed?! "
" How did he manage to kill a Troll? What Magic did he use?! "
" And how does he have its abilities?! "
The announcer finally regained her composure and was able to say something.
Her voice echoed throughout the quiet Amphitheater, a part of her really wanted an answer to her questions.
[Looks like it's a passive skill...]
[It automatically draws my Mana and heals my injuries, which honestly feels kind of weird, but I can get used to it...]
Berkah glanced down at his once gaping wounds and noticed that the flesh that was once torn bore no evidence of injury.
