Chapter: The Aftermath of Chaos
The room was heavy with tension as Adam knelt beside Yami, her pale and weakened form laying motionless.
The sight of her wounds shook him to his core. He reached out instinctively, preparing to use his Gentle Touch skill to heal her.
But before his hand could make contact, a calm yet firm voice broke through the silence.
"Lord Adam, allow me to handle this," said Phantom, her voice resonating with an otherworldly confidence.
Adam turned to see Phantom hovering just above the ground, her translucent form glowing faintly. Trusting her words, he stepped back, his movements hesitant but deliberate.
Adam just wants Yami to be cured in any way possible, he doesn't care which way to do it at this time.
Phantom floated over Yami, her hands outstretched above the injured girl. A soft, white energy began emanating from her palms, flowing down like a shimmering mist.