Azelis knelt beside him, checking his pulse with the same careful precision she used on everything that mattered to her. "How long until your vitality recovers? You're nearly at death's door."
"A day, maybe less, with proper rest," Chuthulos said before John could answer for himself. "Longer if he insists on doing anything heroic before then."
"I make no promises," John said, and Jibril swatted his shoulder hard enough to make him wince.
"Leave it to me. I'll concoct something. Alchemy was took one of the portion of my long life, so I have a knack for it." Ythera's voice arrived before her. "Here, use this one first. It's powerful enough to fully recover a Calamity Monster, so you should fine."
John popped the pill, and instantly, vitality burst out of him in excess.
He jumped to his feet, fully energized. "Wow, this is wonderful. Guess I'll get back to work now. Thanks, Ythera."
"You're welcome."
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