Runa scratched her soot-stained cheek and let out a sudden breath.
"You see, brat... The thing is that right now, to finish the test, we will need a volunteer to take the book, read those lines, and use the grimoire," the dwarf explained with her usual frankness, although lowering her voice a bit when she reached the delicate part. "The problem is that never in history has something like this been done with the mana of someone like you. And according to our calculations... there is a small possibility that all that compressed energy will suffer a side effect upon entering another body and, instead of receiving your healing power... well... the person might simply burst and die on the spot."
The cold wind swept through the courtyard, but none of the five people moved a muscle.
"What?" Ryan blurted out dryly, looking at her as if he had just heard something crazy.
