章 104: Psychic Healer

Sunak took a deep breath, rolling his eyes before clearing his throat. "Arix, that's enough. Let the medics check on the admiral now," he instructed.

Arix, hearing Sunak, finally stepped away from Scion and obediently left the confinement room.

"Sunak, still need a Psychic Healer?" Arix asked, sounding casual.

"Where did you get...," Sunak began, but before he could finish, Rear Admiral Frepe clamped a hand over his mouth and dragged him away.

Vice Admiral De'an nodded approvingly at Frepe. Then he turned to Arix with a smile that hinted at mischief. "Do you have a Psychic Healer?" he asked gently.

"Nope," Arix replied, shaking her head honestly.

Vice Admiral De'an was momentarily at a loss. This wasn't part of the plan. The next step should've been this young one pulling out a psychic healing potion to save their admiral. It made perfect sense. But reality, it seemed, had other ideas.