Everyone remained confused by what they had just witnessed, especially Dragarion, who clearly wanted to ask questions about the mysterious creature.
The silence stretched uncomfortably as everyone processed what had just occurred. Healers exchanged glances, their professional composure shaken by witnessing something that defied their understanding of beast behavior and mana manipulation.
Ren, with cold sweat beading on his forehead, breathed deeply and said with an awkward voice: "Now it's much better for working."
The words came out strained, as if he were trying to convince himself as much as everyone else. His hands trembled slightly as he reached for the next tentacle, the weight of royal attention still pressing against him despite Mooshito's intervention.
But he took a long breath, he had to save Zhao now.
He immediately returned to the treatment, trying to ignore everyone present while concentrating on the delicate process.
