Being Powerful is a Sin (Part 1)

"Yes, the thing is caught. How are your wounds, Nailisi?", Saleen remembered the time when the lightning dragon almost ended up killing Nailisi with just one attack. The blood spilt from that one attack probably amounted to several jin.

"Master, it hurts...," Nailisi uttered some words before finding herself to be in her spirit form. A three yard tall three-faced bone demon really had no place playing the coquette.

The winged skeleton gave a few dry laughs looking at the scene, and Nailisi continued glumly, "That thing has weird attacks. It looks like it will take me no less than half a month to return to normal."

"Half a month!", Saleen felt worried, yet happy at the same time. He was worried that she would have permanent, irreparable damage. If Nailisi was pierced by normal weapons, her wounds would have closed completely the next day. She then would have recovered in just three days with magical assistance.