Right after inheriting the information about the Mythseeker Lineage and taking ownership of Caelum, the First Sword, Henry found Leier unconscious in front of the King's Way door.
Her battered figure was something to be concerned. Beyond the deep scar on her eyes, the injuries on her hands were almost nauseating. There was no sign of flesh; even the white of the bones in her knuckles was visible. It was a testament to her perseverance and loyalty, proof of how many times she had punched the purple wall of flames to pierce through it, without caring about her well-being.
Henry hurriedly approached her, dropping to his knees and placing his fingers on her neck, feeling the touch of her cold skin. A sense of relief washed over him as he felt a responsive pulse. She was still alive; her heart was beating. However, her breath was shallow and barely audible, resembling that of an animal hibernating through winter.