"Careful, this thing seems different from before."
An abrupt mutation occurred, as Reginald sprayed blood, the observing Amila displayed remarkable composure in the crisis and a non-combat characteristic.
Simultaneously giving a warning, a familiar pattern gathered on her body and projected onto Reginald.
The shocking wound on his neck saw the blood flow suddenly slow, even budding with tiny granulations.
A healing ability she had previously demonstrated once.
Her response was swift, yet her attacking means were clearly extremely lacking.
Otherwise, she would likely deal with the pollution first, then the injuries.
For Reginald's predicament, mere healing was of limited significance.
"Leave the wound alone for now, the perception in the covered area... has been completely deprived."
The injury noticeably made it difficult for Reginald to speak, his voice even sounding a bit airy.
"Okay."
