"Damn it, damn it," Mosley muttered while continuously using his true energy to heal Alfius. However, Alfius' injuries were too severe to be healed. Nash flew to Mosley's side.

"That's the true energy healing technique Master taught us," Nash said, looking at Mosley.

"Master Nash! You're back! How did it go? What happened to that guy?"noveldrama

"He got away. Let's deal with this situation first," Nash said before hurriedly crouching down to treat Alfius. A while passed, and Nash wiped the sweat from his forehead. "How is he, Master Nash?"

Nash shook his head.

"It's not looking good. I can temporarily stop the bleeding for now, but his internal organs are too severely damaged. It's basically a situation where treatment isn't necessary," Nash said despondently. "Not necessary?" Mosley looked at Nash's hands in disbelief.

"Then let me do it!" Mosley pushed Nash aside and continued using his true energy for healing.

"You..." Nash started but did not blame Mosley for his actions. He stood up and patted Mosley on the shoulder.

"Give it up, Mosley. Unless you pour all your true energy into him, a miracle is unlikely. His fate is sealed. Are you really going to sacrifice yourself as well?"

Mosley did not stop. "But this..."

Nash kicked him aside.

"Didn't you hear what I said? He's beyond saving! His internal organs have been blown to bits, and he has a fatal wound in his chest. There's no coming back from this! I know you don't want to accept it now, but this is..." "Fate," Mosley said, standing up with vacant eyes.

"You're just like Francis. You two say the same things."

"What?" Nash was suddenly stunned.

Mosley said coldly, "You're right. He's beyond saving. I can see it. His soul has already started talking to me. He's telling me to save him, that he can still be saved.

"I don't know if he's telling me the truth. Maybe I do know the truth. But I... I've seen so many of them. They don't want to die. They beg me to help them. I don't want to see them die, I...

"Master was right. I'm a monster. I've seen so many horrible, ghastly souls, but every time death truly comes, I'm still afraid. Master Nash, I don't know if you see it but behind you, but amidst the rubble, more and more souls are starting to cry out

and curse.

"I even saw the owner of the stew shop. He never got to see the person who was supposed to eat his stew...

"Master, I... I..."

Nash punched Mosley.

"Enough."

"Master?" Mosley snapped out of his sorrow.

Nash patted Mosley's shoulder and said earnestly, I know you've been suppressing yourself all this time. You've done really well! Even my master and I can't save everyone. The most important thing is to protect what you cherish andto value everything you hold dear, within your capabilities. That's amazing enough.

"As for those we can't save, what we need to do is remember them and carry their beliefs with us as we continue to fight for the future. So it's okay. Really, it's okay, Mosley. You've done very well. You saved Ply You've saved many people. You're a hero." Content befongs to

"I..." Mosley unknowingly started crying like a child.

...

Tilly emerged from a collapsed house amidst the ruins. Nash and Mosley quickly helped him out of the rubble.

"Mr. Tilman, are you alright?" Mosley asked.

"All good," he replied. Then, he saw Alfius' body. Instantly, he knew what had happened. He approached Alfius' body.

As if having made a firm decision, he clenched his fists tightly.

Then, he transformed back into Unknown Blaze.

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