Chapter 133: Hoist with His Own Petard_2

Ten white columns of light fell, whisking away Tiffany and her team.

"How are you? Can you still stand?"

Link came over to Jasmine, who had swiftly defeated one opponent and bravely faced Tiffany, but was now exhausted. He asked her with concern.

He hadn't solely focused on interacting with Tiffany. Since arriving at the scene, he had been casting various forms of healing and restoration magic on Jasmine.

Under Link's care, a vibrant blush slowly spread across Jasmine's face. She seemed filled with vitality.

Her breathing was much smoother, and her chest rose and fell more strongly.

Bending down and helping Jasmine up, Link wanted her to stand straight, as that would facilitate smoother breathing and promote recovery.

However, Jasmine just playfully threw herself into Link's arms and went limp like she was boneless, she had to rely on Link's strong embrace to stand firm.

Link tried several times to help Jasmine stand on her own, but to no avail.