Fedora pov
I opened my heavy eyelids slowly, a cold, wet sensation trickling down my cheeks. Someone was gently dabbing my face with a damp cloth, using the cool water to calm my burning body temperature down after the intense energy shock. As my vision finally cleared, Veronica’s tired face came into view right above me. She pulled the wet towel away, her lips curling into a bright, relieved smile.
"Congratulations, Fedora. You actually did it," she whispered, her voice trembling slightly with genuine excitement. "Your touch worked wonders. He completely came back to life, even if it was just for a few moments."
I struggled to sit up on the medical cot, rubbing my temple as my mind spun. "Wow... that is incredible," I breathed out, my features wrinkling as I looked around the unfamilia
