"Mr. Leon… you have helped us in such dire conditions. Please, accept this as your reward."
Medina's voice carried a solemn weight as she lifted both hands into the air. Between her palms, a brilliant golden glow bloomed, expanding like a miniature sun, radiating waves of divine warmth.
Leon squinted at the light, his brows furrowing. "What… is that?" His voice was edged with confusion, his instincts already screaming that this was no ordinary magic.
"Mother… you can't be serious." Kiren's tone was grave as she stepped forward, her wings trembling slightly.
"I already promised it to him, Kiren. I cannot go back on my word." Medina's gaze remained steady, her expression unreadable, yet resolute.
Kiren's lips pressed into a thin line. "But mother… this isn't something a mortal like him can handle."
Leon looked at it with a confused expression but then he immediately used his skill.
[Error: Skill can't be used on the Object]
