Dragon King's Harem Chapter 351. Revive The Dead I

Dragon King's Harem Chapter 351. Revive The Dead I

"He knows you've found him, which means the factory has been destroyed," Evelina continued, her voice tinged with a mixture of sadness and admiration. “In his eyes, his purpose has been fulfilled. He has no reason to linger in this world any longer.”

“So he just gave up like that in front of me? After what I did? After I intervened to save him myself?” I demanded, frustration lacing each word like a bitter aftertaste. It felt absurd, almost insulting, that after all the efforts made to rescue him, the dragon had simply chosen to surrender to the darkness that threatened to consume him.

The sense of annoyance simmered beneath the surface of my words, mingling with a deeper, more profound disappointment—not in the fallen dragon, but in myself. I couldn't help but feel a pang of regret, a nagging sense of guilt that gnawed at the edges of my consciousness. Perhaps if I had acted sooner, if I had prioritized the individual over the political machinations of the Kingdoms, I could have spared him this fate.

Yet, even as I wrestled with these conflicting emotions, a voice from my past echoed in my mind. It was a memory from my original world.

'You are okay, buddy. It's just a scratch, you're fine!' The voice resounded in my ears, its tone filled with unmistakable panic and concern. In that moment, I felt a wave of nostalgia wash over me, as if transported back to that rainy night, the thunder echoing in the distance like a distant memory.

I reflected on the similarities between the fallen dragon's fate and my own past. A surge of determination coursed through me. Memories of my friend's unwavering support and the sense of responsibility that accompanied it flooded my mind, reminding me of the profound impact of his actions on my own life.

"No... I still have time. I won't let him die!" I resolved, the words echoing in my mind with a resolute determination. Gritting my teeth in frustration, I refused to accept defeat.

[Sudden Death]

[Time Remaining: 03:57]

I stared at the countdown timer above the fallen dragon's head, desperation gnawed at me. My mind raced, searching for a solution within the confines of Igixar's magical laws. There had to be something, some way to intervene and save him from the looming specter of death.

Then, like a bolt of lightning, a wild idea struck me. My eyes widened in realization as the solution presented itself in my mind's eye.

"Defibrillators," I murmured aloud, the word foreign yet tantalizingly familiar on my lips. In my original realm, defibrillators were a common medical tool used to revive those on the brink of death. While such technology didn't exist in Igixar, the concept sparked an idea within me.

Despite the lack of medical equipment in this world, I couldn't shake the notion that there had to be a way to adapt the principles of defibrillation to our current situation. Perhaps there was a magical equivalent, a spell or ritual that could mimic the life-saving properties of defibrillation.

"We need to find a way to jump-start his heart," I spoke in a low voice.

'Wait, I have a thunder spell. Maybe I can do it!’ I thought. I contemplated the potential use of my thunder spell. Could this be the solution we were seeking? Could my lightning-infused magic serve as a makeshift defibrillator, jolting the fallen dragon back to life?

However, as quickly as the idea arose, doubts crept in. I wasn't sure of the extent of my power or how to wield it precisely for such a delicate task. The last thing I wanted was to inadvertently harm the dragon further, turning a dire situation into a tragic catastrophe.

Glancing around, my gaze landed on Jyne, her expression etched with concern as she watched our frantic efforts to save the fallen dragon. In that moment, a realization dawned on me – Jyne's innate affinity for wind-based magic could hold the key to our salvation.

Without hesitation, I reached out and grasped Jyne's hand, urgency and determination gleaming in my eyes.

"Can you concentrate your electricity on your hands?" I implored, my voice a mix of desperation and hope. "Not too much to cause harm, just enough to deliver a shock and hopefully jolt him back to life."

“W-What?” Jyne's initial bewilderment at my abrupt request quickly gave way to a mixture of determination and uncertainty. Her stammered response betrayed her nerves, but I could see the flicker of resolve in her eyes as she grappled with the gravity of the task before her.

"Can you do it or not?" I pressed, my tone firm and resolute. Time was of the essence, and we couldn't afford any hesitation or doubt.

"I-I can. But for what?" Jyne's voice wavered with uncertainty, her confusion palpable.

"Great! Follow me!" I declared, seizing the moment to take action. Without waiting for further explanation, I took Jyne's hand and guided her to stand before the fallen dragon, her expression a mix of trepidation and determination.

Positioning her beside the dragon's chest, I pointed to the designated spot where she would apply the shock. "Put your hand there," I instructed, my voice steady despite the urgency of the situation. "And jolt him on my cue. Take your hands off him once I give the command again."

“Huh?” Jyne's frown deepened with confusion, I could feel the weight of urgency pressing down on me like a crushing force. Time was slipping away, and we were teetering on the edge of desperation.

"Just do what I say," I urged, my voice tinged with urgency as I guided her hands to the dragon's chest. My heart pounded in my chest, a relentless drumbeat driving home the gravity of our situation. I wished I could offer more explanation, more reassurance, but there was no luxury of time for such luxuries.

*Defibrillators are devices that apply an electric charge or current to the heart to restore a normal heartbeat. If the heart rhythm stops due to cardiac arrest, also known as sudden cardiac arrest (SCA), a defibrillator may help it start beating again.