At that moment, Flora Bloom was completely submerged in the river within her space. Around her, ten sauries swam in circles.
Her chest, pierced through just a second ago, and the two bloody holes in her face were now slowly mending.
One minute.
Two minutes.
Three minutes passed.
Flora's body showed no external signs of injury, and she slowly opened her eyes.
'Whew, that was close. If I'd been a second later, I'd be a goner for sure.'
In the moments between being pierced by the sauries and flashing into her spatial river, she had distinctly felt her Life Force rapidly drain away, only to slowly return.
'The creatures of the apocalypse really can't be underestimated. Even though I have a river made of spiritual water in my space, if my Life Force drains too quickly or I'm already dead, the spiritual water is useless, no matter how magical it is.'
She casually grabbed one of the sauries circling her to observe it.
