Time ticked by, second by second. An hour later, Ah Dai finally restored thirty percent of his strength and slowly emerged from meditation. The damage to his meridians had mostly healed under Zhuo Yun's Elf Magic. As he opened his eyes, the first thing he saw was Zhuo Yun, her entire body enveloped in a green glow. Smiling faintly, he said, "Sister, it's done."
Seeing Ah Dai awake, Zhuo Yun was overjoyed and flapped her wings, flying to his side. She asked worriedly, "How do you feel? Is your body more comfortable now?"
Ah Dai nodded and said, "I'm fine now. Sister, what about the Master? Did you kill him?"
Zhuo Yun shook her head despondently and said, "That Master was far stronger than we expected. And he belongs to a race I've never encountered before. Those black wings looked so sinister!"
