Before Moving Out

"Such an Impossible sight!" All the demons looking at the scene trembled in amazement as they watched me work my magic and healed the warrior. It was the first time that they saw such a miracle happening before them as I continued pouring down my arcane to the man.

The wounds from the werewolf closed in like a clam while I reverted his skin to its original surface. I made sure that the scarlet liquid stopped pouring down into a puddle. My magic left nothing, even the tiniest scratch found on his body, as I continued stretching my limits to rejuvenate him.

"Chief, he is still alive," The devil, who seemed like the healer, confessed to the demon lord. His stave had the power to check his status and glowed whenever they were signs of life surrounding it. I knew this through my system, which continuously scanned everything surrounding me.