The moment the wolf's heavy body finally collapsed, Ethan crumpled to the ground alongside it, his aura barely scraping thirty points and every muscle in his body burning with exhaustion.
Fortunately, Evelyn was right there to break his fall, his face landing softly against her large, warm breasts as she caught him.
Alice, who had been just a step behind, reacted instantly. Her heart leapt into her throat as she rushed to his side, eyes wide with concern.
There were guards who needed her healing more, and her mana reserves had dropped drastically after maintaining such precise control over the sea of flames for so long.
But she didn't care about any of that.
Those guards had potions. Ethan was her husband, and even if he ordered otherwise, she would focus only on him.
