A tough battle
At that moment, Maxime couldn't read all the notifications that had appeared one after the other.
He only felt one last burst of energy, almost alien to himself.
The spectral glow intensified around his wounds, miraculously driving the wooden stake from his body and healing the wound in no time.
His body and soul were once again in very good condition, yet Maxime still wanted to close his eyes.
He felt that the new energy that had appeared and healed his wounds had done so at the cost of enormous mental exhaustion.
But he managed to get up again, demonstrating a powerful will to live.
The giant orc was shocked; he had never seen such a tenacious human in his life.
At the same time, silhouette after silhouette appeared beside and in front of Maxime.
"Mission accomplished, chief. The villagers are safe."
A familiar voice crossed Maxime's ears, and he recognized the person who had said that.