Still in a hazy state from the sudden pain and the resurgence of her powers, Elena grabbed onto Adrian's chest, her breaths coming in haggard gasps.
She struggled to contain the turmoil inside her—a mixture of intense pain, sudden pleasure, and overwhelming relaxation. She couldn't quite put into words what was happening to her.
"A-Adrian, what's happening to me?" she whispered, her voice trembling.
"Calm down, Elena. Just keep breathing. Don't worry; it will all be over soon," Adrian reassured her, his voice gentle yet firm.
Despite the seals being lifted, the damage to her soul was still substantial.
Adrian knew this and continued to pour his divinity into her, meticulously repairing the broken parts.
Each surge of his divine energy was carefully controlled, ensuring that only the pure power of light was transferred to her, avoiding the void of darkness that also resided within him.