"How's this?" Matthew asked Tylith with his hands on her shoulders.
"It's better. I can feel my legs now." She answered.
He was applying his Anesthesia skill on her. The holy mana in Elysium was slowly killing her and causing a lot of pain. Matthew used his Anesthesia skill on her to dull the pain so that she could at least move around and it took some tuning for the right amount of numbness he should inflict. They couldn't stay much longer.
As soon as they arrived they were received by an angel and a group of Gratificata led by Matthew's dead grandmother, mother of his mother. Her name was Martha just like his mother. Grandma Ma as Matthew used to call her when he was a child. She died peacefully in her sleep when he was just 7.
Matthew couldn't contain his tears when they met. He felt like a child again when he hugged her. She looked so young there and as happy as one could be.
