The lotus in the depths of his spirit sea gleamed with a holy light.
The entire sea felt denser, richer, and more orderly, as if every drop of spirit energy had been refined to its highest possible quality.
However, Adam didn't will the lotus to ascend to the surface. No, now was not the time.
Valerian was still in deep slumber, lying comfortably on one of the round, verdant leaves. However, Adam could tell that even the dragon could sense the profound changes in his surroundings.
It looks like he still hasn't fully healed, Adam thought to himself, his gaze locked onto Valerian's draconic form.
Recalling the reason why Valerian was reduced to such a state, Adam's lips curled into a faint smile.
Rest, little Val. As your older brother, it is my duty to protect and nurture you. Take as long as you need. I'll be here for you when you wake up.
Adam willed the lotus to remain in the depths of his spirit sea, where it would be most conducive to Valerian's recovery.
