CH-7 Healing...

"Grrrrrrrrr!"

The woman's eyes widened, her body convulsing violently as an inhuman growl eject from her throat.

Cirrus of sickly green smoke commerce and discharge from her mouth, nostrils and ears.

"Hehe~~ Didn't I tell you that you will be in heaven!" Ethan watched with a sadistic grin, exuberantly dallying his movement, whatever monstrous transformation was about to revolution before his eyes.

"Ahhhhh! Please spare me." The other imprisoned women huddled in terror, their screams stifled by the escalating, bone-chilling roars.

"Grrrrrrrr!" Again, A primal sound, more demonic, escaped from the woman's lips as her ocular orbs rolled back of head, and only the sclera was showing.

Green liquid oozed from her oral cavity while her figure convulsed in an uncontrollable manner.

Her epidermal layer transmuted into an obsidian hue...

—Crack!

"Who is this interloper?" Ethan frowned rhetorically as he turned his gaze upwards. He squinted his eyes, scanning the fracturing ceiling then…

—Bang!

—Crack!

The ceiling's integrity faltered, a fissure forming as a massive object plummeted through, impacting the central region of the chamber, And it didn't take long to plummet on white floor.

—Twamph!

Miraculously, none of the slaves were damaged by the falling stones, raining down from the ceiling.

"What an annoying place." After the dust cleared, A solitary figure was seated upon a chair, extravasating an aura of nonchalance.

—Plod! —plod

More people entered the chamber, clad in the guise of an assassin, blood on their clothes - sable garments clutched their form, a black fox mask obscured their faces from everyone.

"Oh, Am I late?" As for the leader itself was to be female, she leaned in the chair, portraying an ennui.

Her chin rested upon a balled fist as she fixated her gaze upon the trembling woman.

"..." An inscrutable silence allows the space between them, tension appreciable in the confined area.

The assassin-garbed people were motionless, seemingly waiting the seated woman's regard or directive.

"...Tsk! I should have broken through this section sooner than later." The utterance comes from Iris hope, whose vocal intonations had undergone a small modulation after piloting a modicum of research on Se.

The method let her to recalibrate the timbre of her voice box sentence in another tune when employed judiciously.

"Identify yourself, Bitch!" Ethan's imperative ringed in the chamber, who was standing in front of her.

With a murderous countenance, he summoned forth a single-handed falchion, its razor-edged tip aimed squarely at the intruder.

"..." Iris was impassive, seemingly unbothered by Ethan's threatening posture and the cold steel leveled in her direction.

'Is he wishing death before expressing any pain in his body?' She questioned herself. One of their slightest wrong moves could spark to ignite the powder keg of violence to betwixt them.

"Does one who has already tasted vicious blood… require an introduction from me?" Moreover, Iris spoke with a glacial tune.

—Thud! "Ahh!"

Thrusting her arm, she threw her own open palm towards Ethan's mentum, the gigantic physical strength sending him hurtling through the aperture from where they had entered.

"My fellows, Expedite the evacuation of these victims to our sanctum. Leave all important matters to me."

Iris murmured urgently while stepping towards the woman whose skin had transmogrified into an black complexion, metamorphosing into an aberrant, eldritch entity.

"Yes, ma'am!" the henchmen yelled in unison as they united into oneself.

They began unchaining the captives, the people held in the tankers, in chambers. In accordance with her scheme, they had eliminated all the scientists as well, leaving no witnesses behind.

***

I gazed upon that figure before me...Ah, I must take action, delay no longer.

If I do not mend her illness and give a quick treatment… Surely, This woman will suffer this torment and die.

[Master, this is not your burden to bear, do not reproach yourself.] Harriet tried to make me not feel guilty, but I could not fully shed my sense of culpability.

Yet what could be done now except strive to heal her?

"Hmm?!" My eyes fell upon a small container, filled with green capsules known as eternavita.

Which I amass it into my belongings before turning my attention back to the woman lying prone, who was deliberation like no end with white eyes.

—lub dub!

Placing my palm upon her bosom, I could discern her heartbeat accelerating beyond its customary cadence.

Ah...I was cognizant of it. She had been compelled to ingest the tablet. However, I could still make modest progress.

Infusing my spirit essence into her corporeal form, I guide it to neutralize the effect. It did not indispensable a protracted duration before I could deduce the area it was affecting her.

…Aha, this is working like Mis. Oh both is matching their aspects, was making a beeline for her ticker, trying to take command of the old blood pumper first.

"… So, it was a virus, eh?" The sneaky little bloody fool was aiming to manufacture its own cells in her heart before controlling her brain.

And the fearless white blood cells were putting up a fight, fortifying their tiny heart, but they were dreadfully outmatched.

Perhaps, I could lend a hand to her body system. I released a barrage upon that viral scoundrel with my spirit energy, legerdemain up a small army of protective mini-warriors to aid white blood cells.

Thanks to my proficiency as a goddess, I knew every nook and cranny of this, spirit essence, energy, almost every erudition and turn of how the jolly stuff operates, its strengths and advantages.

Ere long, the white blood cells devoured my miniature army. It was a favorable result, because, for...

"Tehehe, It shall invigorate her body systems, acting as a boosters for her inner defenses." I chuckled softly.

After a few seconds, The white blood cells had become winners in their skirmish, yet a minuscule aperture had a little hole that necessitated my actions.

Covering her form with my spirit essence, I filtered every cell within her being, contributing to them more flexible and tough than ever before, As skin turned back to its original color.

Her meridians, too, were ameliorated upon sensing the intrinsic spirit energy passing inside through me.

One could deem it as an antiviral inoculation, fortifying her physical vessel, her soul, and her metaphysical system to an unprecedented degree, outstanding any other.

—Crack!

The lady's body, now as snug as a bug in a rug, was peacefully snoozing on the ground after I busted those chains at her hands.

"Take her… to base, Eh!" I turned to my flabbergasted underling whose jaw had dropped so low, Even a crocodile could fit in there.