Selma Payne's POV:
The wilderness immediately became bare, accompanied by black holes, like an old lady's needle insertion.
"What should we do with these holes? Is there any way to recover?" I didn't know anything about this.
Dorothy did not know either, "Generally speaking, the soul has its self-repairing ability and can slowly repair its damage. However, looking at Captain Frank's current state, it's impossible to count on his soul to heal itself. I'd better ask Master Kevin and the others if they have any good ideas."
We exited the spiritual world and opened our eyes to dozens of worried eyes.
The wooden boards that acted as the walls of the ward were gone.
"What's going on?" I looked at Master Mary. "Where's the ward?"
