Xu Yang went to visit 102.
"Why didn't you let Farosa heal you?" he asked upon seeing 102's pallid face. She had already been treated once by the auto-doc, only emerging after a two-hour surgery. Now she lay wrapped in a white cotton blanket on a hospital bed, equipped with a life sign monitor.
"Because the fight was so exhilarating that a more powerful magic circuit formed within my body," 102 explained, reaching out a hand to invite Xu Yang to sit beside her. "It seems to be within the flesh. If I were healed, the growth on this part of the body would also reverse, and all would be for naught."
"Then rest well," Xu Yang comforted her. "Tell me anything you need, and I'll take care of it all."
"Look at this," 102 showed him her shoulder, which had been cut open but was now stitched together. "It was the Angel, sawing away. Too powerful. I thought I was truly impervious to swords and spears."