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When the fireplace went out, we were already finished. My body, completely scratched and bitten, was already closing up in small superficial cuts that would heal in a few days. The blood had been spilled, was already dry, and its smell was faint. Lancelot's body showed the same stages as mine, but with slightly more advanced healing, probably due to his different species. Most of his body was covered in scars that would never disappear. The deeper the cut, the less chance it would disappear. The power of the person who delivered the blow was also a crucial factor. I wondered about the things he must have gone through. In fact, come to think of it, I didn't even know his age.

"And you are badly hurt. You are injured and yet you are fucking thinking that?' she scolded him. Lucas burst out a small laugh. "What? I am injured but see?" he glance a little in the wound he had. Her eyes widened because it was slowly vanished. "T-They are... vanishing?" she said as a question. She blinked her eyes twice. She couldn't imagine that his wound were mend already. "See? It's already vanished. I don't feel any pain in my wound now. The only pain I feel is here..." he pointed out his chest, putting her hand on it. "This is the pain that I am trying to suppress right now despite how many rejection you told me."

I wondered. I quickly pulled the blanket on my body off when I noticed that I wasn’t feeling any pain from the knife wound that Raymond gave me on my thigh and I saw that the wound was completely gone. There was only a tiny scar that was hard to notice over the spot and I couldn’t help but wonder how long I had been out and how it was possible for my wound to just fade away like that.

he half smiled and left the bathroom. Ugh, what is wrong with me! Asking him to join me in the shower, could I be any more slutty. It’s like all logic and morals are out the door when he is around. He just drives me so damn crazy. I got out of the shower, dried myself off, and wrapped the towel around me. I looked at myself in the mirror. My eye was basically back to the right colour, with just a small dark pink patch remaining on my eyelid. The burns on my neck were nearly gone. There were still some patches of discolouration and some spots that looked like small round scars, but the skin itself was healed. I turned slightly to look at the slashes on my back, they were all gone too, not eve

She settled back on the bed but groaned again and brought her fingers behind her back to feel a huge scar forming. -Don't move too much- Layan pursed his lips worried -I don't know why but I can't heal the wound on your back. It is deep and the tissue closes slowly, I think it will leave a big scar - for a wolf having scars was something totally rare, especially because of its rapid regeneration. Nebraska attributed this anomaly to the change that Liam had undergone and the toxins in his fangs, which meant that the situation was not as easy as it seemed. She listened to how the door opened and a head with red curls in an uproar shyly peeked out. Layan's face underwent a rapid transformation.

The scar seemed to have become slightly darker, and it had scabbed over. "Do you really not need medicine for the wound anymore?" Coco leaned in, checking the scar. "No, it's actually healed. I just need to wait for the scab to fall off. The stitches used to close the wound nowadays are non-removable, so there's no need to remove them," he explained. Her hand reached out instinctively to touch the scar, but then she pulled back, uncertain. Seeing her hesitation, he took her hand and placed it gently on his scar. "It’s already scabbed over, so it's safe to touch."

But my face was buried into his chest as I licked his wound carefully. The skin on the wound had hardened, looking like burnt leather. Then a repulsive burnt smell flooded my nose, making me shiver. I felt sorry for him. It was clear that his ability to self-regenerate was damaged. They had shocked Dicken with a high voltage while he was at his weakest. There was no way for the self-regenerative properties in his blood to heal the wound. Right now, tearing off the burnt skin to let him bleed again was the best option for him to heal quickly. Even so, I couldn’t do it.

"Calm down Marilyn, they won't stay on your skin for forever. With time they will heal and little by little fade away." "Really?! All of them will fade away right?" I asked in hope and he looked at me with a small smile. "That is something I can't tell Marilyn. It is completely dependent on your skin , we will do our best to heal your hands and try our hardest to remove the remaining marks and scars as well ... but the deep cuts may remain the same. I do not want to lie to you , some marks will fade away in few days but the deeper one will take it's own time. I can assure you though that little by little every mark will be gone , just have patience"

Now she looked different compared to when she was still in Kartovik. "Ahh ..." "Eh, sorry. Does that part hurt?" asked Rinka. It seemed like it would take longer for the wound on Alisa's leg to heal completely, considering that it was caused by a glass bullet from Sachiko's magic pistol. Although, in general, solid materials created from the manipulation of occult particle forms will evaporate again within a certain period of time, the scars left behind are permanent, like those from ordinary weapons. “By the way, Sis Rinka. Thank you. I really owe you one,” Alisa said.

I stopped when I fully saw the cut, it was so deep that I wanted to curse all the curses. It is not fully healed and I don't know why, this should be healed by now. I know that normal vampires do not fastly heal, unlike the Craves that it does not take a second to mend their wound but this is too much. It's been a month since she was with me and these cuts should heal in a week.