I placed my hand over the child's forehead and used the Supreme Healing spell. The burning temperature of his body slowly reduced to normal, and his breathing became rather easy, and his heartbeat came back to a normal rhythm.
"Who are you, Dragon?" I whispered, but except for his steady breathing, no response came.
I sighed and was about to get up when I felt his fingers cling to my coat.
"... must save... must..." he mumbled, slowly getting uneasy in his slumber, and I brushed my hand over his soft hair.
"You did, Dragon. You did save my child," I whispered, and his temples creased and his face pinched in a frown.
"No... must save... must stop..." I couldn't understand what he was meaning to say, but it seemed like the child had assumed a great responsibility, which made me anxious.
