Kenapa Bekas Luka Susah Hilang の小説・ストーリー

Peter reached his hand over his shoulder and scratched his back. "Healin' magic is a wonderful thing in this world. As I'm sure you've seen it can even heal most scars. If someone is proud of a particular battle scar they got, they will get a tattoo in remembrance of it. Hell actually has tattoo artists, if ya want to replace anythin' ya miss from your past life." Elijah looked at the hand he had twice destroyed, now perfectly fine. 'What kind of non-fatal injury can healing magic not fix? Also what kind of injury did Peter recieve on his back?'

"Where did he get this wound from? Was it when fighting against the Tarantula monster before? Why didn't Dimas say that he was injured?" "Look at this, Anggi! This was no regular wound. This wound was poisonous!" My eyes once again focused on the wound on Dimas' back. A line that ran horizontally gave a fairly serious effect. In addition to festering, the wound's edges also appeared to be blistered and watery. Perhaps this was what made it difficult for his wound to close and made Dimas's condition worse. "Can you cure it, Kak Shella?" I asked hopefully, but the girl gave a small head shake.

he retorted, a hint of confusion tainting his voice. "Well, typically, scars that have been present for over a decade tend to gradually fade due to metabolic processes," Gwyneth replied, recalling the scar she had observed at the hospital. She was certain she hadn't misjudged it. Elizabeth's scar couldn't be more than a few years old at most. Furthermore, burns and scalds affected muscles differently, with scalds generally healing faster.

One of them was on the right arm, and the wound was about an inch. The deepest part was the shoulder blade on his back. This strike was made several days ago to avoid the palm of Ten Thousand Thought Savage Dragon. The injury hadn't healed for eight days, so it could be imagined how serious it was. In fact, this was the case. These incurable injuries all had one thing in common: the black gas lingered in the wounds, preventing them from healing. At this time, if Caspian still could not figure it out, then he was no longer Caspian.

He tried to jerk her hand, but she grabbed him so tight while looking at his wounds. She rubs his fingers on his wounds on the back. He closed his eyes in response for a second. "I'm fine; those are very old wounds." He said. "Then why has your wound not healed yet?" Oh yes!! There are two bullets and knife marks on his back; his wounds have healed, but the marks were very deep, due to which the scar hasn't healed yet. "It must hurt." She asked him while looking at him in the mirror. He looked at her back in the mirror, making eye contact with her.

“The important thing is that I'm okay now and I didn't become your mate.” It was better than me having to be his mate. I didn't feel any pain when I passed out anyway. I just felt like I slept for a long time. I touched my neck and looked at the reflection of the mirror on the wall in front of the bed. “You ruined its looks. When will the marks disappear?” “If given ointment from the doctor it might fade, but it can't completely vanish.” “Why is it like that?” “Because some of her glands have been damaged and become weak. I'm sorry but I really didn't know that the effect would be like that.”

In case the Lycans get injured, it's the tattoo and the wolf that helps them heal quickly. But the disappearance of not just the glow of the tattoo but the tattoo in itself making the backhand skin appear blank wasn't a good sign. It showed that the Lycan Powers not only went unactivated but they were also depleting. The base tattoo getting vanished was a very rare case scenario.

My whole back and stomach and arms were all cut up and were having trouble healing because of the wounds that we received from the silver. "Don't look." Jackson says, making me look away. "I had no idea that it was that bad." I say. And I looked at Jackson. He had silver cuts all over his torso, back, arms and legs. But he didn't look as bad as mine. Probably because he had shifted and that always helped us to heal faster. "Maybe if you go for a run today then that might help." Jackson says. "Yeah. Maybe." I say.

Her skin must be incredibly sensitive because he didn't understand why the marks still lingered on even after three days. "Does it hurt?" he said softly,his usual coldness briefly melting away. Leslie knew he was referring to the two spots on either side of her cheeks. She'd forgotten to use concealer on them today. She shook her head and said, "No, not anymore. My skin is just... like that. It always takes time for things to heal." " Why am I even explaining this to him? He’s the reason these marks are here in the first place.” Leslie thought.