At the same time, somewhere else inside the city lord mansion, Lydia Wraithmoor stood in the courtyard with ghostly miasma winding around her body, quietly circulating her energy to heal her injuries.
Her fight with Skylar had left her hurt as well. It wasn't serious, but it still needed time and care to recover.
Soft footsteps came from behind her.
Lydia opened her eyes and turned her head, then saw Luther walking over at an unhurried pace. His aura was weak too, and even though the wounds on his body had been wrapped, blood still showed through the bandages.
He stopped three steps in front of her and gave a slight salute. "Princess Lydia!"
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