The Hero wiped the sweat from his forehead and watched as the last injured person nearby stood up with surprise. Except for the torn and blood-stained fabric from a goblin's claws on his pants, one couldn't make out the bloodbath that had just occurred.
She looked at the wounded man, who was filled with joy at having survived such an ordeal, and a relieved smile appeared on her face, but then she became a bit tense again.
"Don't stand up so quickly... You've lost too much blood just now; it hasn't recovered that fast—"
To ensure she could treat more people, the Hero also controlled the amount of Magic Power she expended.
Before she could finish her sentence, the patient's face, which had brightened with excitement, quickly turned pale again, and he staggered, almost falling over.
The Hero hurried forward to support him, her long hair, damp with sweat from her efforts, emitted a strange and pure fragrance, which sobered up the injured man who had stars in his eyes.
