Fao stared blankly at the mist in the distance, which was now utterly calm, and blinked rapidly, muttering, "This... what on earth is going on?"
This can't be right, can it?
The Paladin, who was prepared to sacrifice but failed, was still confused, and his companions were even more anxious than he was.
"Never mind what's going on, just stop quickly!"
The two Martial Monks rushed up from the left and right, grabbing his arm directly and supporting him firmly.
At this moment, the Paladin's legs, which had managed to stand firm, suddenly lost their last strength and went limp, relying on the support of the Monks to avoid collapsing to the ground.
Simultaneously, two Healing Divine Skills impatiently descended upon him.
A white glow enveloped the Paladin's body, nurturing his weary, parched frame, dispelling his weakness, and brought a hint of color back to his pallid, hollow cheeks.
