Thump! Thump! Thump!
Gale's chest beat like a huge sledgehammer pitted against the anvil. The beating only rose as Maya worked on suppressing the corruption from affecting more of his physical body.
She was literally drawing complicated spirit scripts on the air without the help of any items and transmitting them into Gale's leg one after another as the unconscious man groaned out loudly even when he was unconscious.
Maya already managed to block everything below his knee, but sending them below to the ankle would be tougher.
Glistening sweat beads formed on her forehead and vaporised as she continued on with the process, expending her spirit power and radiance.
Other than the corruption, Gale's channels went berserk, barely holding on. Maya could easily see it was the consequences of channelling the power of the storm into his channels. However, that shouldn't have left Gale alive after he was done with everything.