Watching the Depraved Hero land lightly, then glancing at the Hero enveloped in Holy Light yet showing a panicked expression, father's disheveled hair was lifted by the breeze, his eyes reflecting unfathomable emotions.
"Drink this."
Subsequently, under mother's silent gaze, he took out a bottle of Magic Potion, then with a flick of his finger, the potion bottle floated gracefully to the Hero's front, carried by the gentle breeze.
"What is this thing?" the Depraved Hero spat.
"Panacea," father replied impassively.
"Though it's not as omnipotent as its name suggests, it can restore Magic Power and dispel fatigue."
[Panacea R5+: Restores below level 59 Status to full, proportionally restores above level 60.]
"What do you mean?" the Depraved Hero frowned.
"Daughter, drink it, then spar with me." Father's gaze became increasingly focused.
"Regardless of win or lose, I will prepare a gift for you as your coming-of-age ceremony—just like when your brother received his Magic Wand."
