Chapter 206
The heroes who had just been treated—every wound mended, every drop of stamina restored—felt as if they had awoken from a dream. Their fatigue was gone, their breathing steady, their bodies renewed. It was as though they had never stepped foot on the blood-soaked battlefield.
For a brief moment, they simply stood there, almost in disbelief, basking in that alien sensation of being whole again. But the illusion didn't last. Shouts, roars, and the clashing of steel against fang yanked them back to reality.
With renewed determination, the heroes surged forward—yet before they could scatter, Jim's sharp voice cut through the chaos.
"Form up! Gather here!"
The heroes obeyed, clustering into a tight formation. Then Jim gave a single, deliberate order.
"Press the blue T."
Each of them glanced down at their pristine white armor. Embedded at the center of their chestplate was a faintly glowing blue emblem in the shape of a "T." Without hesitation, they pressed it.
