As the firelight receded, Crazy Healer stood still. His once buzz-cut hair was now burned to baldness, and that black priest's robe shone with a purple glow.
Crazy Healer's upper body was unharmed, but his calves were seriously injured, covered with burns. If it weren't for multiple layers of shields, his legs would have been blown off.
An emerald green light flickered, and a few seconds later, Crazy Healer's injuries healed. He didn't care about the injuries on his legs but kept a close eye on the black priest's robe.
"Don't break, don't break..."
Crazy Healer started muttering. He wasn't this nervous even when he was swarmed by bombs. Now, the durability of his priest's robe was at 0, and it could break at any moment.
It seemed either his prayers were heard or all the good deeds he had done paid off, for the priest's robe remained intact.
Crazy Healer stowed away the priest's robe, going bare-chested.
"You jerk, you almost blew my heart out."
