“It’s… over, right?” “Leif, you shouldn’t say things like that.”

That’s basically a resurrection incantation.

“Gasp! I-is it really!?”

Leif clapped her hands over her mouth, as if trying to take back her words. I leaned on her for support as I waited for the wave of nausea to subside, and then gently let her go.

“I’m just kidding. But seriously, our teamwork was amazing. That attack had some real power.” “Undine did most of the work.”

Despite her modesty, Leif beamed with a shy grin. Leif Yousglimpt, 18 years old, still at the age where praise makes you feel …