He moved his body carefully and felt it move freely.
"The curse... the abyssal curse of erosion has been purified!"
An Elf caster wrapped in exorcism bandages excitedly tore them off, revealing skin that was once charred and oozing due to the curse, now restored to a healthy wheat color.
Such an affliction would normally linger, tormenting him for a long time before potentially healing on its own.
Like a miraculous chain reaction unfolding within the fortress.
Be it the slightest cut, the deepest soul filth, or hidden ailments corrupted by abyssal power, all rapidly dissolved, healed, and purified under the widespread starlight of order cast by Kana.
In an instant, the fatigue and pain vanished, and the warriors were astonished as they flexed their limbs that had become light and strong again, their pale cheeks regaining color.
The air of the fortress seemed completely cleansed, filled with the relief of survival and the joy of regained health.
Kana smiled.
