บท 209: Snuffing out the Light

No. 201's hand gently settled on No. 206's head, his touch a conduit for divine energy that radiated with a golden halo. His lips moved in whispered prayer, his voice a soft incantation that seemed to weave threads of celestial power. The injured No. 206 was enveloped in the luminous embrace of the halo, wounds healing with an almost supernatural speed. It was as if the very essence of the divine was knitting his broken form back together.

Meanwhile, No. 213 summoned a pair of divine golden guns, her aim fixed on Leo. Her eyes held a determined glint, a silent promise that she would protect the healing process at all costs. But Leo's response was a light chuckle that resonated through the air like a shadowy echo.

"Do you truly think those guns can stop me?" Leo's voice held a hint of amusement as he questioned No. 213's intention to thwart his movements.