Holy Light enveloped all of Damian.
As countless people watched, the light seemed to be filled with drifting dandelion seeds, or perhaps innumerable Angel wings fluttering down.
But there was no doubt.
Now, after nine hundred days, this city-wide Light of Healing, unleashed by a Tier Eight Priest, was a veritable Miracle.
"Lord Bishop!"
"It's Lord Bishop He'an!!!"
"Heavens, what kind of Miracle is this! I think my joint pain is gone."
"Oh, my Lord! This must be the Miracle from the Bishop's prayers! This is absolutely the Power of my Lord!"
"..."
The crowd was bathed in the radiance.
Everyone felt a sense of comfort, like bathing in a hot spring on a winter's day.
The sensation was so intense that some people couldn't help but moan in pleasure.
Moreover, this Power was itself a Skill for large-scale healing of illnesses and injuries.
So, it wasn't long before those who came to their senses caused the crowd to erupt in an uproar.
