"Miss Teresa, open your mouth."
Shard guided the liquid from the bottle's mouth, and the unconscious witch gradually regained consciousness, instinctively swallowing the liquid. For these high-rank witches, once they wake up, there are many ways to prevent further unconsciousness.
Her eyelids twitched, lips moved slightly, and she silently performed several sorceries that Shard couldn't recognize to restore her body temperature to normal. Opening her eyes, she saw Shard half-crouching before her, worriedly looking at her. For a moment, the twenty-six-year-old Teresa Schultz thought that she was just in a tent by Lost Lake, under her aunt's care, having a long dream.
"How do you feel? Can you hear me talk?"
Shard asked with concern, and the sound made the young blonde witch realize this wasn't a dream.
Then, memories before the coma flooded into her mind. Looking at the surrounding terrifying environment, she completely remembered what the current situation was:
