"Thank you." Alex sincerely remarked as he stood before the imposing majesty of the Broken Saintess.
He understood, based on her words, that she was taking a huge risk for him; after all, the pain he was experiencing was due to the corruption ravaging his body.
For the Broken Saintess to take it on meant she was risking her divinity being tainted by the corruption of the Abyss.
No need to thank me, dear child, I am only doing what I must to survive.
"Regardless, thank you and I will put an end to this, I promise."
I will take your word for it then, dear child.
"And after all this is over, perhaps, you and I might have a little chat."
We shall see, dear child.
Managing a smile, Alex closed his eyes and upon opening his eyes again, found himself back in the real world with Arwen peering over him with eyes filled with worry.
"You are back." She breathed out in relief.
"I am," Alex said, managing a smile as he sat up.