"There seemed to be some movement over there."
Italia looked at the suddenly flickering light in the distance and helped Krell to his feet.
Leaning against his wife, Krell looked at the blazing glow in the distance, and a trace of light returned to his hollow eyes.
"Let's try again."
"Okay."
Hearing Krell's words, Italia nodded heavily.
After getting up from the ground, Italia used a Magic Rope to connect herself to Krell, then raised a Magic Shield and flew toward the source of the light.
Looking down at the ground, the water's surface was still uneven.
If not for that ever-growing light, he would have thought they were going in circles.
After flying for an unknown amount of time, just as they were about to reach the source of the light, Italia turned around, held Krell in her arms, and slowly reduced her speed.
In her warm, soft embrace, Krell could not help clenching his fists.
He was still too weak. Without Italia's help, he did not know what he could accomplish in this place.
Sensing her husband's emotions, Italia gently patted his back and softly said, "In my heart, you will always be the greatest. A temporary setback cannot defeat the Krell in my heart."
"I..."
Krell looked into Italia's tender eyes. He wanted to avert his gaze, but she directly kissed him on the lips.
A minute later, the two slowly landed on the ground.
"Do you feel a little better now?"
Italia stood on tiptoe, cupped Krell's face with both hands, and asked softly.
"Thank you, Italia."
Hearing his thanks, Italia broke into a radiant smile. "No need to thank me, Krell."
"Someone's coming."
Italia's smile instantly vanished. She turned around, shielding Krell behind her as she watched the approaching point of light.
In the blink