His voice grew softer and softer, until it was nearly inaudible.
Those fox-like eyes stared tightly at Luna Sutton, as if trying to decipher something.
Luna looked at him, her heart tangled and complex, but her hands never paused in their healing, glowing green light swirling from her palm and wrapping over his wounds.
The scorched scab flaked off, fresh skin and flesh regenerated, and all ten fox tails that had looked like burnt sticks grew snowy white fur once more, becoming lush and beautiful.
The once-sunken chest rose again, returning to its flawless shape.
His broken right leg, under the powerful vitality of the Wood Element Ability, healed at lightning speed.
He subconsciously wanted to rub his fluffy fox tail against Luna, but when he met her cold, exhausted gaze, he froze awkwardly in midair.
