AMARA took a deep breath as she reached the peak of the valley. She looked to the far distance and saw the green scenery. She smiled, seeing how beautiful it was. It's a pity that the Green Valley was filled with resentful souls. She sat down on the grass, closed her eyes, and cultivated her power. She wanted to become stronger because she wanted to protect the one she loved. She didn’t want to see Maverick dying in front of her.
'You can cure him, right?' Aera asked.
'I'll do my best.'
'Why do you sound like you’re not confident, Amara?' Aera asked again. This time she was confused. She knew how confident Amara was. Be it three hundred years ago or now, she was always confident, not because she was powerful, but because she was talented.
"My healing ability couldn't cure him. Do you t
