Gojo Healing His Arm Novels & Stories

but the Tank(2) did not let this guy leave without a hit from below, a very large swing uppercut has been made by the Tank(2) its force was enough to crumble the surrounding ground! pouring a chunk amount of mana to his swords and shoulder, Jimboy is planning to block the attack! *cough* John Carl see everything and shout loudly to Jimboy. “RUN!!” *BAG!* the Tank(2) hits Jimboy again! He is sent flying again! But this time Jimboy is still standing. his determination is still there, his eyes were full of bloodlust, but his remaining shoulder is dislocated also! *tang* His hand can’t hold the sword anymore, he crouches down and gets the sword again. Using his mouth, he’s biting the handle of h

* he asked cautiously, but he immediately caught a scathing look *otherwise I would hardly ask, that's the last shot for today, so let's go* Kojiro started the Neotiger shot again, Keyla jumped into the left corner and actually blocked it. Kojiro couldn't believe it if he hadn't seen it himself. Keyla was on all fours, numb the arm she'd used to block the shot. She stared at him in disbelief. Kojiro now crouched down next to her to see if everything was really ok *Key everything ok? * he asked cautiously *well, except that I can't feel my arm anymore, everything's ok* grinning, she pulled herself up, Kojiro helped her

This may well be the most challenging healing I will do. Carson wrapped his arms around my waist as I prepared to enter Jeff’s body. I slipped from myself, moving towards his injured arm. I could see fragments of his bone in his blood stream. I captured those as I moved towards his arm and saw the damaged bone. I took a deep breath and jumped in.

My arms reached for him. And then he was hugging me tightly. His arms had moved the same time as mine and I was pulled almost bodily to him. That embrace felt like the tightest we ever had. My cheeks were to his cheeks, my feet had left the carpet when the force lifted me. My whole front was molded to his solid body, and I closed my eyes, squeezing the tears out, because he felt so warm and real and strong. He didn’t feel strange; he was still my Jigo. “It’s okay, baby. The doctor gave me a clean bill of health. We still don’t know who did it, but they didn’t do any lasting harm. I’m alright.”

Now I was sat here holding Leo’s hand while he lay unconscious in the bed before me, willing him to wake the hell up so I could tell him off and then give him a shock that may cause him to pass out again. My entire right arm ached from where that bastard Montague got a good grip on it with his jaws before the warrior next to me knocked him flying. He’d managed to get a chunk out of my arm before he was forced to let go and though it would heal as good as new, it was currently sore and itchy as hell, while it tried to knit back together.

Austin pulled back Seara's sleeve, revealing a purple bruise circling her wrist. Seara tried to pull her hand back. "It's nothing. Just a side effect of the intensive healing earlier. My energy was a little unstable when I tried to mend that soldier's bones." Austin didn't believe her. He touched the bruise very gently, as if afraid Seara's skin would break if he pressed too hard. "You're lying. This is a handprint. Did Rogue touch you?" "No, it's really because I overused my Healer energy," Seara insisted, though her voice trembled slightly. "Don't worry about me. You were the one who was hurt the worst earlier."

Her heart racing. Everything she had buried— Everything she was holding in— Pushed to the surface. “Let go of me,” she said. Adrian didn’t. “Not until you—” SLAP. The sound echoed. Loud. Sharp. The entire restaurant went quiet. Ammie’s hand trembled slightly in the air. Adrian’s head turned from the impact. For a second— Everything stopped. Then— Something hit him. A flash. Quick. Blurry. A hand.

"But as far as I know, Mythical Tiger Base has no one with healing powers anymore. They've lost their only healer, isn't that right?" "Nonsense! This agent was developed by our base's healing Esper, Chad Stewart. He's currently in our base, safe and sound," a follower of Janice immediately retorted. "Is that so? Didn't you take away my healing power, then did the same thing to Chad Stewart? Don't tell me there's a third healer in your base?"

I did not go. I sat with that decision for the three seconds it took me to make it and then I made it and did not revisit it. "I am not going," I said. Joel looked at me without judgment. "Okay." "He lost the right to ask for me a long time ago." I looked at my hands flat on the table. "Is he seriously hurt?" "Well..he’s stable. Broken arm. Laceration above the eye. They are monitoring for concussion." Joel's voice was clinical in the way it got when he was giving me facts rather than feelings. "He will be fine."

Then, his arms shook and shot Yagyuu Hirai out like a fast cannonball, sending him flying fast towards Yagyuu Ken. Liu Shengjian lifted him quickly and used some soft power to pick Yagyuu Hirai up. As his hand touched Yagyuu Hirai's broken shoulder, the pain made the guy scream like a howling ghost. "You bastard!" Yagyuu Ken scolded when he found the injuries on Yagyuu Hirai's arm. He reached out to support his other hand, only to find that this one was actually worse. It fell off and landed on the ground on his watch.