Life itself was returning.
However, Syvella slowly lowered her gaze.
Although countless soldiers had already recovered enough to survive, her divine perception could still sense thousands whose lives remained dangerously fragile. Many had suffered irreparable internal injuries. Some had lost entire limbs during the battle, while others had exhausted their life force to the point where ordinary healing techniques could no longer restore them.
A gentle sigh escaped her lips.
"The damage is more severe than I expected..."
She slowly clasped her hands together.
Unlike before, the emerald light surrounding her body suddenly became denser.
Ancient runes filled with the authority of the Law of Growth emerged one after another, revolving around her graceful figure. Every rune radiated an ancient aura, as though each had existed since the birth of nature itself.
The atmosphere inside the palace instantly changed.
The surrounding mana no longer flowed naturally.
