"He's-" Valtak hawked to clear his airways and cut Lith short.
Then, the Father of Fire started to snore with the grace of a jet turbine.
"The farm?" Lith checked again.
Valtak's heartbeat was indeed weak but stable. The Elder Wyrm's mana core had degraded to cyan, but after that its mana flow steadied. Demon Grasp perceived that even though it was a very slow process, the world energy was nurturing the Fire Dragon's body.
It would take time, but Valtak's physical and magical strength would return.
"How is this possible?" Lith asked.
"If you are asking me what just happened, I have no clue." Salaark shrugged. "If you are asking me how Valtak could survive, instead, I can answer that."
"Anything is better than nothing." He replied.