The Mother's Promise ( 293 )

Francesca held Javier close, gently lowering him to the ground. Her aura softened, the earlier terrifying presence fading into warmth and care.

"Sleep, my dear… you've done enough."

Then—a gentle white glow spread from her hands. She activated her healing skill, enveloping Javier's broken body in divine light. His torn muscles repaired themselves. His overstrained mana pathways calmed. The internal bleeding from his forcefully removed limiters healed.

Javier's breathing, once ragged and unstable, finally grew steady.

Garius stood silently, his arms crossed. His eyes, still glowing with mystic patterns, scanned the battlefield. There was one more thing he needed to confirm. Javier had lost enough tonight. If he lost his Pekkos too… No. That would break him.

His gaze swept the area—

Then, finally, he found them.