Chapter 79 - AEGIS

The Mikazuki infirmary was a study in contrasts, its dimly lit chamber casting long shadows across the sterile white walls, a stark reminder of Masaru's recent defeat. The faint hum of enchanted medical devices filled the air, their soft glow illuminating the room with an ethereal light. The scent of antiseptic mingled with the subtle aroma of sage, a nod to the supernatural healing practices of the clan. Masaru lay on a crisp white bed, his silver hair splayed across the pillow, his crimson eyes glinting with a mix of frustration and resilience. "I knew I'd lose," he murmured, his voice soft but laced with defiance, "but to think I'd end up in a bed." He pushed himself upright, his muscles tensing as he tested his body. To his surprise, he felt no pain, no lingering ache from the battle—only the faint exhaustion of mana depletion. The memory of his reckless use of magic, far beyond his reserves, flooded back, and he winced at the thought of his collapse.