"The situation is dire!" Porlyusica's expression grew even graver. "Multiple internal organ contusions, three broken ribs!"
"The penetrating cut on her back goes deep into the muscle, accompanied by high-temperature burns and residual dark energy corrosion!"
"What's more troubling is her depleted magic source, unstable soul fluctuations, and hypothermia caused by extreme weakness!"
"Erza! Immediately wrap her soles and calves with heated dry towels! Mira, Lucy!"
"Prepare warm water, disinfectant herbal powder, and the 'Spring of Life' potion from the top shelf of the first cabinet to my left!"
"Yes!" Erza, Mira, and Lucy immediately sprang into action.
Erza swiftly wrapped the heated towels around Juvia's ice-cold calves and feet; Mira brought warm water, while Lucy, under Porlyusica's direction, quickly prepared the potion.
Porlyusica didn't waste a second.
She evenly sprinkled the special disinfectant herbal powder onto the terrifying wound on Juvia's back. The herbs made a faint sizzling sound as they touched the contaminated surface, accompanied by the girl's extremely weak, unconscious groans of pain.
Immediately after, she took out several slender silver needles. With lightning-fast precision, she inserted them into several acupoints on Juvia's back. At the same time, a continuous stream of vibrant green healing magic flowed into Juvia's body through the silver needles, fiercely combating the stubborn dark corrosive power.
Porlyusica was from Edolas, and her method of casting magic was similar to Mystogan's, using special magical tools, making her a Holder-type Mage.
After treating the wound, Porlyusica took the 'Spring of Life' potion, which glowed with a gentle, pale green light, from Lucy. She carefully pried open Juvia's tightly closed lips and slowly poured in some of the liquid.
As the potion entered her mouth, the unconscious Juvia's body trembled ever so slightly, and a faint hint of color seemed to return to her pale face.
Porlyusica then took out a small bottle of dark blue viscous liquid, exuding a pure water element aura.
"This is 'Deep Sea Marrow Spring,' it can replenish her depleted water-attribute magic source…" Porlyusica cautiously brought the bottle to Juvia's lips. The liquid automatically transformed into tiny blue light points, seeping into her skin.
The entire treatment process was tense and efficient. Porlyusica was focused, with fine beads of sweat even appearing on her forehead.
Makarov, Gray, Erza, Mirajane, Lucy, and Natsu all stood by quietly, their eyes filled with concern and anticipation.
Time passed bit by bit.
Finally, under Porlyusica's continuous and skillful treatment, the wound on Juvia's back stopped oozing blood, and the stubborn dark corrosive marks gradually faded under the powerful flush of life magic.
Her cold, stiff limbs also began to regain some warmth, and her faint breathing became slightly more stable.
"Phew…" Porlyusica let out a long breath, withdrawing the silver needles and her magic. "Her life is saved. But this injury and the depletion from magic overuse will require a long period of rest to fully recover."
"That's great…" Lucy let out a sigh of relief, smiling. Mira gently pulled the thin blanket over Juvia.
Gray's tightly furrowed brows also relaxed slightly.
Just then, an extremely faint cough, like a feather brushing by, was heard.
Everyone's gaze instantly converged on the treatment bed.
Juvia's long eyelashes trembled violently a few times, and those lifeless, hazy Gray-blue eyes… laboriously… slowly opened a slit.
The dazzling light made her instinctively want to close her eyes, but her muddled consciousness felt as if something was forcefully tearing and struggling, trying to see clearly.
Her blurred vision gradually focused.
The first things that came into view were several… very unfamiliar faces.
A short old man with a white beard, his eyes authoritative yet carrying the unique benevolence of an elder.
A beautiful woman with long red hair, exuding heroic spirit, her sharp gaze filled with scrutiny and a hint of concern.
A tall, voluptuous woman with waist-length silver hair, a gentle smile on her face that could melt ice and snow.
A young girl with blonde hair, her clear eyes filled with worry and sympathy.
A boy with pink hair, a wide smile on his face, revealing sharp fangs… and another… a shirtless, black-haired young man whose hair was still dripping water, his dark brown eyes fixed intently on her… a stranger.
Phantom Lord? An enemy? Or… In that instant, memories from before she fainted surged back like a fierce tide!
Jose's sinister face, the destructive dark impact, Tutu Maru's final fiery sword strike, the suffocation and pain of sinking into the cold sea… Fear and despair instantly seized her heart!
Her body suddenly jolted, and she instinctively tried to struggle into a sitting position!
But it aggravated the injury on her back, the intense pain made her vision go black, and she let out an uncontrollable, muffled groan of agony: "Ugh…!"
"Don't move!" Porlyusica's stern voice stopped her in time, one hand pressing down on her shoulder with undeniable authority. "Your injury is not out of danger yet! Do you want to die?"
Juvia's movements froze. She panted heavily, her Gray-blue eyes scanning the unfamiliar surroundings in terror.
Her gaze finally settled on the black-haired young man closest to her, who exuded a cold aura—Gray—with clear wariness and uncertain fear.
Among those present, only Gray had visible bloodstains, and through the clear, homologous magic aura in the bloodstains,
she recognized him as the person who had pulled her out of the sea at the shore… But who was he?
"Relax, child," Makarov's gentle voice sounded. He tried to make his expression as soft as possible. "This is the Fairy Tail Guild. I am Makarov, the Master. Don't be afraid, you are safe now. Who hurt you?"
Fairy… Tail?
This resounding name exploded like a clap of thunder in Juvia's chaotic mind!
The strongest Light Guild in the Fiore Kingdom!
Master Makarov was even one of the Ten Wizard Saints, alongside her former Master, Jose!
A Ten Wizard Saint from a Light Guild… They… saved her?
Her gaze instinctively turned to Gray again. The person who had pulled her back from the cold hell to the shore. The pure ice magic on him was indeed completely different from Jose's murky dark magic.
After a brief shock and confusion, a terrible thought occupied her mind.
She had survived… escaped here… and Jose… Fear was gradually replaced by an intense urgency, as if she had to convey information with the last ounce of her life.
Jose and those guys… their conspiracy… that terrifying plan that could overturn everything!
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