Another spell is cast, light shining out of Rezo’s hand and through the tangle of branches.
Holy healing hand…
“Detoxify,” to disinfect the injuries. Just in case. The light fades, momentarily, before Rezo starts in with another one.
“Blessed humble hand of God. Breath of Mother Earth, I pray thee come before me, show your great compassion to this person and deliver them Recovery.”
…Well, it’s a sheep he’s delivering recovery to, but the idea gets across, as Tidus can probably tell from the warm light that accompanies this third and final white magic spell.
Rezo listens. The sheep and lamb are breathing nice and slow and even. There’s still a scent of blood in the air, but it’s maybe not quite as fresh as it was. He withdraws his arm and straightens up, still kneeling in the debris.
“I think they’re safe. Our next problem will be freeing them without reinjuring either of them.”
The wounds may be closed, but that sheep still lost blood, so it likely doesn’t have a lot to spare.
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Holy healing hand…
“Detoxify,” to disinfect the injuries. Just in case. The light fades, momentarily, before Rezo starts in with another one.
“Blessed humble hand of God. Breath of Mother Earth, I pray thee come before me, show your great compassion to this person and deliver them Recovery.”
…Well, it’s a sheep he’s delivering recovery to, but the idea gets across, as Tidus can probably tell from the warm light that accompanies this third and final white magic spell.
Rezo listens. The sheep and lamb are breathing nice and slow and even. There’s still a scent of blood in the air, but it’s maybe not quite as fresh as it was. He withdraws his arm and straightens up, still kneeling in the debris.
“I think they’re safe. Our next problem will be freeing them without reinjuring either of them.”
The wounds may be closed, but that sheep still lost blood, so it likely doesn’t have a lot to spare.