Chapter 415 Acts of Kindness, Embracing the Present

• As the ambulance pulled away, taking Parker to safety, Lilly turned her attention to Madam Fowler. The bad aura that had plagued her seemed to dissipate under Lilly's touch as if a heavy burden had been lifted.
• Parker had to be saved. After all, the God of Battle couldn't bear the weight of tarnish on his name because of a mere lackey like Parker. He didn't deserve it.
• Pablo lifted his hand, twirling a strand of aura between his fingertips, sensing its essence. "Look at her swollen eyelids, on the verge of tears," he observed. "And this aura carries a faint familiarity. Perhaps the entity that clung to her before was a crying spirit."