Seeing the protective barrier around the surroundings that Grey had already begun restoring, the piece of cloth containing divinity could not help but let out a heavy sigh of relief.
Grey, who was pulling the shattered barrier back together, also felt slightly relieved. He had been right all along, the piece of cloth had truly been hiding itself.
It had even forgotten its current situation and was on the verge of releasing its aura in rage. Thankfully, Grey's words had snapped it back to reality, causing it to quickly suppress itself once more.
Several seconds passed in silence as Grey continued repairing the barrier while swallowing mouthful after mouthful of medicine. His body, which had originally been on the verge of recovery, was now still trapped in a terrifying state of mutation.
No matter how much medicine he consumed, his condition refused to improve.
However, it also did not worsen further.
That alone was already fortunate enough.
