Though the princess had spoken the word clearly, Michael did not see any new figure appear.
The field remained exactly as it was.
Then Aeloria vanished.
She was simply gone, her presence erased so completely that even the living territory she had woven into the field began to loosen and fade. The vines slowed, then sank back into the soil. The pressure that had weighed on the air lifted all at once, leaving the space strangely hollow.
Michael's body unlocked in the same instant.
The invisible restraint snapped away without warning, and he staggered half a step as control returned to him. His mana flared instinctively before he forced it down, eyes sweeping the field.
Nothing.
No new figure.
Instead, a voice echoed.
It did not come from any single direction. It was not loud, yet it carried across the entire field with effortless clarity.
"The guest has received treatment and has awakened," the voice said calmly.
