So, you are the new undead lord

Alex waited in the room for about half an hour before the door opened again. The young woman from earlier stood at the door, waiting without entering.

"Mentor, she's in here," she called out.

Alex stood up and looked towards the door.

A moment later, a scruffy, disheveled old man with a beard walked in. Despite his frail appearance, Alex could sense his immense power.

He didn't look at Alex; his eyes were fixed on Chi-Chi as he approached the bed. Alex followed him silently, praying he could heal Chi-Chi.

The mage's expression shifted between confusion and deep concentration. His magic was far more advanced than the young apprentice's, but Chi-Chi's condition showed no signs of improvement, making Alex increasingly anxious. If even this mage couldn't help, Chi-Chi's chances were slim.

"If I'm not mistaken, her injuries were caused by an angel," a male voice suddenly said from behind. Alex turned quickly, as did the mentor and apprentice.