"R-Rahu!?"
"Yours truly," Rahu smirked, seeing the shocked look on the girl's face was indeed something good to look at.
"You reckless girl, if you had asked me to teach you my martial arts, I would have already taught you."
Hearing his words, Zira blushed and hugged his chest deeper. She was way too embarrassed to face him right now.
Rahu chuckled as he watched her actions, and the pill's effects soon revealed themselves. Zira's shattered fists began to mend...fractured bones knit themselves back together, torn tendons reattached, and damaged nerves gradually regained their connectivity.
After a few minutes, Zira was fully healed. Rahu gently lowered her to the ground. The purple-head slowly stretched her arms and legs.
Before she could turn towards Rahu and say something, a large hand landed on her forehead.
"That was rough…and your stance was a mess. But you have the spirit. And that is the only thing that truly matters.
