บท 880: Purification of The Corrupted World (40)

Elara wiped at her cheeks, though her tears continued to fall freely, trailing down her face like liquid crystals. "I never thought I'd see something like this," she admitted, her voice breaking with the weight of her gratitude and wonder.

Arpious adjusted her stance, wrapping a steadying arm around Elara's shoulders. "Lean on me," she said softly, her tone gentle but firm. "You've done enough."

The light around them seemed to grow warmer, and Elara's wounds began to mend themselves, faint glimmers of golden energy knitting her flesh and easing her pain. Her breath steadied, her tears slowing as the healing light of the restored kingdom worked its quiet magic.