Yuna blinked, confused by the scene before her.
Did she just melt a high-level boss? Her?
No… she quickly shook her head. If she didn't have the ability to reconstruct her body with elemental essence, if she lacked healing capabilities, things would've ended very differently.
That creature was no pushover—it was a genuine threat. Letting herself believe otherwise was dangerous.
She wasn't strong. In a world where actual gods might exist, someone like her could be snuffed out with a flick of a finger.
Never get arrogant, she scolded herself. That's how cannon fodder acts.
With her impulsive anger simmering down, Yuna forced a reality check. She turned to the still-conscious classmates and instructed calmly, "Drink your potions. Help the others, too."
