Chapter 24 Seashore

"You're healed, Elder Michael," Riley said, his voice steady and almost serene, as though the chaos around him didn't affect him in the slightest.

The disciples froze, their collective breath caught in their throats. The air grew thick with disbelief, as if time itself had slowed.

They had just witnessed Elder Michael—one of the strongest figures among them—crippled by pain, his body ravaged by injuries, and now… now he was standing there, seemingly unharmed.

He regained full health and no longer coughed up blood.

For a moment, no one could speak. It was as if the world had stopped moving, the implications of Riley's words too extraordinary to process.

The disciples stared at Elder Michael, who, despite still clutching his sword, seemed almost bewildered.

Elder Michael looked down at himself in confusion. His body had been ravaged, his organs damaged beyond belief. He had been certain that he was on the verge of death.