Supreme Magus novel Chapter 2325

It took them a few minutes to reach the nearest mana geyser and a few seconds for the tower to appear.

Solus took no risks and Warped straight to the Desert where Salaark worked her Rebirth Magic on Lith while cursing like a sailor.

She had many things to say and would have reprimanded them all harshly, but from so up close she could feel Lith's grief via the Blood Imprint they shared. Salaark needed sheer willpower just to not burst into tears from the empathic bond.

Once she was done with him, the Guardian also took care of Friya and Solus. The legendary array had empowered them but had also pushed their cores and bodies to the limit.

They all needed rest and food to recover.

Alas, there was no time.

"How bad is it?" Lith asked while his bond with the tower allowed him to absorb the energy from the mana geyser and recover his strength.

"You went this close to shortening your life span even further, you idiot." Salaark flicked at his forehead with a finger. It was the harshest scolding he could endure. "Luckily, all the extra power and mass from the Garuda took the brunt of the damage.

"This time you were lucky but if you keep going beyond your limits, you are going to pay the price."

"Lucky is the last word I'd use to describe myself right now." Lith said with a sigh, a tear streaming down his face now that the adrenaline was gone.

With no fury or strength to support him, only despair remained.

The moment Solus was certain that he was alright, she hugged him. She hid her face in Lith's chest, glad that he was fine and that the time they had left hadn't dwindled again.

It started as a hiccup. Then, she started to shed tears as well. A few seconds later, Solus fell apart, the feeling of joy turning into guilt that further amplified the pain from the loss of their friend.

Phloria was gone and there was nothing keeping the realization at bay anymore.

Friya, Tista, and Quylla were already crying, but they had Hushed themselves to not disturb Salaark's work. Fyrwal and Tessa were more discreet, emitting no sound but shedding plenty of tears.

They weren't new to loss and failure but the death of their goddaughter still broke their hearts.

"Thanks, Grandma." Lith hugged Salaark who returned the embrace.

She wanted to wrap him with her wings and warm his heart with her flames but she knew it was a losing battle. Nothing could make him feel better. Only time would heal his wounds yet there was no telling if he had any.

The Kingdom was bound to fall and with it Lith would lose even more pieces of his heart.

"Now, I have to go." Lith stood up from the bed, his legs unsteady and his breath ragged.

"You need to rest." Salaark said yet making no attempt to stop him.

"I can rest later." He panted. "Phloria's parents deserve to know what happened. I'm the only one who can answer their questions and give them Phloria's corpse."