Heal Quirk Novels & Stories

They'd spent so long pushing away their feelings that even this felt strange, like learning something all over again. They sat together in silence, kissing slowly. When Quill's hand accidentally brushed against the fresh tattoo on Hawk's side, Hawk winced slightly. Quill pulled back to look at the tattoo. "It's not healing like it should," he said quietly. Hawk shrugged. "I'm not a full alpha anymore. The fast healing doesn't come as easily." Quill sighed. "Do you want me to finish it? It's healed enough for the next session." Then, in an attempt to lighten the mood, he added, "Unless you want me to piss you off first. That usually speeds things up."

*** Even though I knew the squad would be useless inside the healing chamber, I still briefed them on the facility, the healing equipment, and every emergency protocol. A few of them possessed healing abilities, which I used to establish temporary life-support arrays around Asher’s healing sphere. The Scarlet Sea facility was well equipped with all the recent high-tech healing devices, but even these machines required experienced hands, steady mana control, and complex healing sigils to sustain life over long periods. The squad did its best to assist me until a team of eight elite healers teleported into the facility. The moment I entered the Parliament Palace with Deathless Death, I had min

Hearing Zark's admiring words, the two combatants grinned from ear to ear, though it was impossible to discern Frey's expression due to his helmet. “Thank you for your praise from him Lord Zark. It's been a long time since he took such a great beating! " was Nyos ironic response before wiping the sweat (and blood) on his face, however by doing so they sweated even more, it seemed that he was trying very hard to resist the pain of his broken ribs. Without saying anything, Zark approached, extended one of his hands and activated "[Heal Critical Wounds]" was a level 4 healing spell.

Although the academy was fortunate in that the Empire explicitly designated a few clerics for it. Many people could learn to heal by purchasing a healing spellbook, but they could only mend a scratch or two. A Cleric's healing was on another level entirely. Clerics at the highest levels could even bring back someone who was on the brink of death. A spell that made the wound disappear as if it had never existed. Only Clerics have this talent in this universe. The bleeding stopped immediately, and new flesh grew quickly. Everything would revert to normal the instant her hand touched the wound.

He fell into step beside me without being asked, his quiet presence strangely reassuring as we left the library. We walked quickly through the corridor lined with security cameras and digital displays showing pack alerts. By the time we reached the main healers’ quarters, my palms were sweating. Ms. Darkmoon stood in the center of the room like she had been waiting for me specifically. Her arms were crossed over her chest, one eyebrow arched in that familiar expression of contempt. The male healer slipped quietly to his seat near a workstation with multiple monitors without a word, as though we had not walked in together.

My mind had just followed. His scent filled the space between us. Woodsmoke. Pine. The iron underneath, fainter now than it had been a week ago. My treatments were working. His wolf was closer to the surface than it had been since I’d first smelled him through the glass. I could feel the second heartbeat through the bond without touching him. Stronger. Steadier. Reaching. “If I ask you to heal me fully,” he said, “the bond will deepen. It won’t be something either of us can walk away from.”

I stood up from the sofa in excitement, “Really?” “Water nymphs are strong healers. They can heal him but it requires a lot of preparation, time and energy.” My heartbeat started increasing, “He can be healed?” I whispered to myself, “He can be healed!” Excitement took over me and I felt my mood lighten. The hope I had been holding onto soared high in the sky now. “Maya.” Quincy brought me back to reality, “I know you’re happy but let me warn you about something.” “Warn me?”

Thanks to his gamer lifestyle, Zen could hyper-focus and deal with more stress than ordinary people. “It’s similar to a rhythm game,” Zen noted after selecting the order of sparkling words during the chanting mini-game. Apart from memorising patient names, parts of the injury, and injury type, the healer had to react quickly. The healing magic’s success rate relied heavily on the healer’s ability to recall all details and select the correct options during a cast. Each healing magic tier prompted the healer with three basic questions in a three-by-three grid that the healer had to select correctly in under five seconds. Any wrong answer would decrease the healing spell’s success rate by fifty

She wanted me to shift and rub my scent over everything in this room until even Lucien's scent had been masked by mine. “Can you heal it?” Hera asked, and I shook my head, her words pulling me back to the issue, quite literally, at hand. “I’ve never figured out how to heal myself on command. I’ve only ever been able to heal others.” I admitted through gritted teeth as my eyes landed on the bed before moving down to the creature hidden beneath it. Rushing over, I dropped to my knees. “Um, Elara?” Hera asked, but I ignored her, knocking on the floorboard with the tip of one nail.

Only then did Jing Hong and the others start circulating their internal energy to heal their wounds. Chu Xun took possession of all the storage rings of those Chosen Ones. Anyway, these cripples were not able to use them anymore, so he didn't want to waste them. He began to operate the magic formation to help Flaming Qilin and the others heal themselves. With the help of the strong vigor of life in the Arcane Fruits and Chu Xun's Hong Meng Immortal Qi and magic formation, the healing yielded twice the result with half the effort. However, Flaming Qilin and the others were injured too badly this time. It took them three days to recover about seventy to eighty percent.