Tarah was void of expression as she numbly went through the routine of cleaning and composing herself after Devon's mistreatment. Using her mana, she quickly healed the bruises and wounds inflicted by Devon, ensuring no traces remained on her body.
She managed to convince Devon to delay the process, believing her assurance that they must not hurry while Ezekiel remained unconscious. It wasn't a lie; she genuinely believed that if Devon touched Ezekiel while he was in this state, there would be a high chance he wouldn't be able to extract the dragon's spirit. Two souls were currently in conflict, and one needed to prevail for the authority of the dragon's spirit to be established, enhancing the dragon's power.
After composing herself, she hurried to meet her brother in his confinement tower.
"Your Grace," Asura greeted her politely. "I already put Levi to sleep," she explained, noticing Tarah's immediate concern for her brother, who was now resting on his bed.