Rising Storm!

"Roar!"

On the deck of the Argo, Berserker roared with astonishing force, looking as if the grievous wound in his abdomen had not affected him at all.

Although he could no longer regenerate the wound, Berserker possessed not only the Mad Enhancement skill, which made him attack recklessly even while gravely injured, but also the Battle Continuation skill, just like Cu Chulainn. It was ranked A, allowing him to ignore anything short of a fatal wound. Even a fatal wound would not affect him, so this demigod and great hero had essentially not been hindered by his abdominal injury.

However, that did not mean Berserker's wounds could be completely ignored.

"Let me do it!"

Medea spoke with a resolute expression, looking as though she had pulled herself together.

"If I use my Noble Phantasm, I can definitely heal Berserker."

As she spoke, Medea did not wait for the others to react. She simply closed her eyes and raised the staff in her hand.

"Chime—!"

A gentle light immediately blossomed from Medea's staff.

"Pain Breaker!"

Medea instantly released the true name of her Noble Phantasm.

Unlike the Witch of betrayal she would later become, Medea was currently only the Head Miko who had just completed her training in the temple—a pure and flawless princess. Her Noble Phantasm was the manifestation of love, capable of restoring injuries caused by either curses or magecraft.

This was not merely simple healing. It calculated the injured person's original state before automatically restoring them to it.

Thus, in the eyes of others, the process looked as if time itself were flowing backward. Other than death, any injury could be overcome through sheer impossibility.

Now, Medea released this Noble Phantasm, allowing its healing light to envelop Berserker.

The next moment, the wound on Berserker's body truly seemed