David took a hoarse breath as he collapsed onto one knee.
Gradually, the intense purple aura surrounding him began to disperse until it was nowhere to be seen.
Instead, it was replaced with a hollow feeling, a mixture of relief and shame.
"See? It wasn't that hard, was it? Do you see now that if you listen to me, only good things would happen to you?" The Spectral Warden didn't miss the chance to mock the man.
David, in turn, gritted his teeth. He wanted to curse at the cursed being, but he didn't even have the strength to open his mouth.
That was how much the battle with Grace had drained him.
Taking a few seconds to recover, he shifted his gaze toward the unconscious woman lying on the ground.
She was being healed by one of the healers.
After a moment, his eyes widened as he, too, felt himself being healed by a different healer.
He might not have sustained any physical injuries, but his mana core was close to cracking, so he welcomed the healer's assistance.
