Evelyn clenched her teeth as Alice's mana seeped into her shoulder.
It was excruciatingly painful, but at the same time, a refreshing relief spread through the wound.
Her silver-gray eyes looked away from Alice's worried face and fell upon Ethan, who was approaching with slow steps.
It was a little embarrassing to be treated this way. She had spent much of her life as a mercenary, a world where no one wasted care on others.
Everyone wanted money, and everyone wanted to survive. Nothing more.
"Alice, shouldn't you tend to Ethan first?" Evelyn whispered, her gaze resting on the cut in his armor, just below the steel plate protecting his chest. "He looks more injured than I am…"
"I'm fine." Ethan replied before pulling back the steel mesh protecting his stomach, revealing his toned abdomen.
It was intact. Not even a scratch.
The Blood Emperor's ring was truly incredible.
