She stood there dumbfounded.
Quietly lying at her feet was Terry William’s head, covered in mud and blood.
Intense lightning struck from the clouds, sending thunderous echoes across the heavens.
After casting spells to her limit, her severely depleted mental endurance finally gave in under the horror of the sight before her.
The severed head rolling at her feet was the last straw.
Vier’s slender body, supported by a Magic Wand, suddenly twitched twice before her eyes rolled back, revealing the whites.
"Thud"—she fell to the ground.
Completely unconscious.
The wolf howl sounded once more.
A cold and daunting figure crossed the spatial barrier under the Battle Skill’s effect, appearing instantly.
Xia Nan quickly took a few steps forward, crouched down, and placed his fingers on the girl’s upper lip.
Feeling the breath on his fingertips, he breathed a sigh of relief.
He got up and scratched his head.
"When did you come back without making any noise."
He thought another enemy had come to ambush, only to find it was a teammate who had finished casting spells.
At the same time, he speculated that Vier might have fainted upon seeing him due to the enormous spell exhaustion.
But since she returned alive, that means the Red Dragon, as she said, was banished to another plane.
Xia Nan breathed a sigh of relief.
Recalling Vier’s earlier instructions, he bent down, pulled out a light blue potion labeled "Ⅵ" from the Mage girl’s satchel, and forced it down her throat.
"This should do the trick."
Xia Nan pondered to himself.
Then he let Vier lie in the mudwater and turned to rush towards the direction of the Half Elf.
He clearly understood the urgent priorities.
Now that the Red Dragon was banished, and he chopped off the heads of two enemies, treating them like goblins.
There’s no danger left on the field.
Giving Vier the potion she specifically instructed him to use was the most he could do after confirming she was alive.
On the other side, Hai’an and Wood seemed severely injured, needing immediate attention to see if there was any hope for saving them.
"Save the young master first!"
Before he could reach halfway, Wood’s hoarse cry came from the clearing.
Seemingly just awakened, this usually resilient middle-aged man was now weakly lying on the ground, his left arm completely gone, with a pair of daggers scattered beside him.
Upon spotting Xia Nan’s figure, he didn’t care about the fresh blood spurting from his shoulder wound, enduring excruciating pain that would trigger a normal person’s defense mechanism, he fished out a clearly more sophisticated packaged Healing Potion from his satchel and tossed it over.
With a stretch of his left hand, Xia Nan caught it in mid-air.
Without stopping his pace, he arrived next to Hai’an in a breath.
Without any extra movements, he poured the entire potion straight into the Half Elf’s mouth.
Purulent blood mixed with silver-white venom sprayed from his wound.
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Though not entirely recovered, his life was evidently saved.
Xia Nan stood up and gave a thumbs-up to Wood, standing behind anxiously watching, signaling that there was no major problem.
Only then did he rush over to help bandage the wound.
Thus, the battle was completely over, and the wounded received treatment.
Xia Nan just hoped that the gains from clearing the battlefield later would make up for their escort team’s losses this trip.