The hole through Aksai's heart—deep and fatal—was filled with light.
His muscles tightened after they were mended and healed.
His broken rib bones snapped back into place with soft cracks. Even the blood on his body began to fade, as if the fire was washing it away.
Within seconds, he was whole again.
The green flames flickered one last time and faded into his skin.
Aksai opened his eyes. His breathing was steady now. His heart began to beat strongly. His hands stopped shaking.
He looked down at his body—completely healed. The Phoenix Rebirth Feather had worked perfectly.
It was just that the artifact was a one-time use only. As such, he felt a bit sad. However, in the next moment, he consoled himself. The Holy Land Torel was practically his secret treasure trove. He could visit the place once again at the right time and get something just as good or even better.
