Saine put away Flame Mark's head.
Reforging a body for her in the future would cost no small price.
He also stored Yuli back in his Space Equipment. She was still unconscious and had yet to awaken.
After summoning the Eight-Winged Angel Fumila to his side, Saine stroked her face.
Her once lovely face was now nearly half ruined, blackened beyond recognition, with many internal components and metal wires exposed.
Tiny crackles of electric sparks sounded from all over Fumila's body.
As she slowly approached Saine, he had already learned through the Magic Cube embedded in her chest that less than one-tenth of Fumila's combat strength remained.
Her Weapon System, power system, detection system, energy system, and more had all suffered severe malfunctions.
Extremely special law energy was continuously pouring from the Magic Cube into Fumila's body.
Yet even with the Magic Cube's ability to repair mechanical constructs, after all this time, Fumila's repair progress had not even reached 1%.
Relying on the Magic Cube's repair ability alone to restore Fumila quickly was clearly unrealistic.
After all, the Magic Cube had also consumed a great deal of energy during the previous battle.
Besides the Magic Cube's effects, the best approach was for Saine to supplement it by carrying out mechanical repairs on Fumila from the outside.
But here and now, it was best for Saine to first nurse himself and Tourmaline back to health before conducting any major mechanical experiments on Fumila.
"Can you still fly? Let's find somewhere else to rest and recover," Saine asked.
Fumila gave a soft "Mm." Only three metal wings remained on her back, and they were unevenly arranged.
The master and servants then swayed unsteadily toward the distant starry sky.
After flying for roughly two days, Saine discovered a small Demiplane and called Tourmaline