>>5347093>>5347099>>5347107Despite having plenty more energy than you'd usually have this late at night, you decide to play it safe and sleep early, while you had trouble sleeping from sudden chest pains, waking up at night from the sharp blows, you thought you were having some sort of panic attack, but nothing that finishing the healthy lunch Schierke prepared you at night, your heavy stomach gave some weight to keep you still in bed.
Waking up before Farnese at your side, you're surprised that you can lift yourself up and acrobatically move without feeling any pain from your joints. It's like you've had a week's worth of sleep in one.
Surely the mansion's elemental properties are related to the numbness of your pain.
Serpico himself seems to be walking along nicely, despite still suffering the consequences from his twisted leg just earlier yesterday.
"Hm? The scratches and bruises I had from my training are gone." Isidro points out, staring at his arms as he checks himself for any injuries.
Going outside to see the cavalry, you're surprised to see that even Violet seems to be healing faster, being able to flap her wings without any of her wounds reopening, yet still refusing to take flight, afraid of being put in a cage by you.
"While you are in the mansion, minor wounds tend to heal faster due to being in a section of the astral world."
"Ah. So that's why regular humans have a hard time finding this place."
"Precisely! Even to those with extrasensory perception the mansion should only appear to be a mirage. In the physical world, these trees rotted about 200 years ago. But when it was alive, it was the focus of worship for all arboreal animists in this region. The stronger the power of the idea of existence in the physical realm, the longer and more splendid your shape will be fixed in the real world."
"So it's like an afterlife of sorts, our souls and bodies here act as one in the same..."
"Yes! The majority of magic users -barring from the Tudor School- have established residence in this layer of the interstice. The limitations of the material world are long fixed in a weakened state here. So controlling matter with our minds here becomes easy."
"Does this girl ever shut up...?" Isidro whispers to Puck.
"Vlad could have said that without taking half of the character limit..."
"Casca will stay here along with Violet in Cindy. I know this is a peaceful place, but I'll try trusting you with her as well as you trust me within your team." Guts bids you farewell as he sits on Gunpowder, beautifully equipped with his new Sonic Armor.
'If one Troll alive, won't stop squashing them." Gunpowder puffs.
>Good luck, team. May the spirits be with you.>I'm glad you trust me enough to stay with Casca, I won't take this for granted.>I'm somewhat worried about you being the one to ride Gunpowder. You're both pretty ruthless...>Try to behave yourself, Isidro!>Write-in. 