The one-armed man, Tenant, spoke in a subdued voice.

“Why did you save me? No, more importantly, how did you save me? I was certain I had died…”

“There’s always a way.”

Ghislain smiled. To be honest, it was half luck.

Ghislain had slit Tenant’s throat and infused it with Dark energy.

At the time, Tenant had completely exhausted all his mana, leaving his Aura Blade dissipated. If left alone, he would have collapsed from sheer exhaustion anyway.

The Dark energy that Ghislain channeled into Tenant’s body simultaneously sealed his wounds and blocked his airway, causing Tenant to pass out.