After Sena fasted his tunic, Julian felt a comfortable warmth flow into his body as liquid fire poured onto the ice. The soothing sensation gradually eased the painful sting of his wounds, allowing him to recover.
His breathing steadied as his muscles relaxed, and the heat helped him relax.
Sena's new swords sliced through the air a few steps away, one wreathed in fire and the other glistening with frost.
Her twin blades danced along with her movements, their opposing elements weaving a beautiful image of fire and ice.
Julian watched, sucking in his breath in admiration.
"Beautiful…"
"Eh?"
Sena faltered mid-motion from his sudden compliment, nearly fumbling and breaking her stance. Her eyes fluttered and flicked to Julian, and she couldn't help but feel shy because of his intense gaze.
His expression was completely unreadable.
"I think we should head back to the village, and hand in the quest items."
