Observing them up close, I saw that the lead sorcerer still seemed badly injured.
"One of yours is quite wounded. Do you need help?"
Upon hearing my question, she thought for a moment and then nodded.
"Alright. Healing sorcery isn't easy to use, and not everyone is skilled in that area. If you can, it would be a great help," Lívia stated, signaling for them to place the mage nearby.
Once he was laid down, I approached, lowering my gaze slightly as I observed the expressions of those around me. I could feel their tension. In reality, there was admiration in their eyes, but also a strong sense of fear and curiosity.
Examining his body, I noticed that not only were there many injuries, but also a hostile and dangerous energy emanating from the center of his being.
I raised my right hand and pointed it in his direction. And I spoke—not just out of necessity, but to put on a good show.
