"Young Master!"
Belinda screamed, rushing to catch Ghislain as he collapsed. Those nearby froze in shock.
For Ghislain, the Iron-Blooded Lord, to collapse while working was simply unthinkable.
Belinda and Gillian quickly moved Ghislain to his bedroom. Soon, others arrived, alarmed by the news.
Parniel and Piote poured divine power into him, while Jerome and Vanessa examined his condition with magic.
The group, deeply focused on diagnosing Ghislainâs state, eventually frowned and shook their heads.
âThereâs... nothing wrong.â
Her words trailed off as she froze, her eyes widening at an unexpected sight.
âI feel strange... something... is pulling me...â
The mana forming Darkâs body was dissipating. This was not supposed to happen unless significant time had passed or Ghislain himself dismissed it.
Julien hastily tried to stabilize Darkâs disintegrating form by injecting his own mana, but it was futile.
Ssss...
Without any proper explanation, Dark disintegrated completely.
Julien, feeling the last remnants of Dark vanish from his fingertips, muttered, â...It seems he was forcibly pulled away.â
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