"What... what happened?"
Milia propped herself up with her broken arm and raised her head to stare at Laki, whose body was undergoing a drastic transformation.
She simply could not understand how someone with such a frail body had broken through the Life Energy barrier that even she had been helpless against on the female Awakened Being, much less pierced skin and muscles as tough as granite.
Could it have been that black sword?
"Hey! Kid! Are you all right? If you are, say something!" Helen struggled up from the ground and shouted.
There was no question that both Laki's killing of the female Awakened Being with a single thrust and the violent changes to his body afterward filled her with intense unease.
She had never encountered anything so far beyond her understanding before, nor did she know how to handle it.
Ignoring her broken leg and arm, Clare struggled closer, trying to reach out and touch Laki, whose entire body was giving off scorching steam.
But just as she was about to touch him, a familiar voice suddenly sounded beside her ears. "If I were you, I wouldn't disturb him right now."
"Allen?!"
Clare abruptly turned her head and saw a young man with short silver hair and a faint smile on his face.
Especially those violet eyes, as tranquil as a lake—no one could possibly imitate them.
"What a sorry sight. Didn't you understand what I told you that night? If Teresa saw you like this, she would be very sad."
As he spoke, Allen picked up the severed arm and thigh from the ground and reattached them to the somewhat dazed Clare.
With the power he possessed, stimulating cellular activity to reconnect severed limbs did not even require much effort.
In just a few seconds, Clare felt