Carrying Rexa's unconscious body, Cale flew as far as his depleting reserves would allow. The merging of energies had drained him crazy, only ten percent remained. After covering dozens of kilometers, he landed onto a flat hilltop and carefully positioned her against the base of a tree.
He collapsed beside her, exhaling heavily.
"Fuuu... that was rough. Expert Stages are nothing to scoff at, heh. We only survived because that old man underestimated our escape options and didn't unleash his final techniques."
He retrieved a healing potion from his spatial ring and poured it down her throat. 'Sigh, Emma could use healing magic, but keeping both of them in one location is impossible.'
A wry smile crossed his face. "Oh, the misery of being handsome."
