Oblivion Heal Other Spell Novels & Stories

"But only with light!" Elyria raised both hands, her ancient power surging. Golden healing magic erupted around the room. Seraphina instinctively joined her, stepping up as Mother and First Healer. Two streams of brilliant golden light became one. The palace filled with overwhelming warmth. Flowers burst violently through the cracked stone, and the Voidborn shrieked as its shadows began to retreat. "It's working!" Kael yelled. Then, the creature changed tactics. Instead of attacking, it looked directly past the line of defense at Aiden.

war. Once I have mentally found the spell I am looking for, I take one more look at the females and males around me and know that this spell will heal them completely physically. However; some of the more tortured may still have a few mental and emotional scars and side effects from what was done to them down here, to deal with themselves. I close my eyes again as I take a deep breath in and let it out with a sigh, slipping off my sandals and allowing my feet to touch the raw earth, I close my eyes and whisper into the air around me.

I know I promised not to—but that was before this. I duck behind a tree, crouching low as if I’m checking for wounds, then press my palm against the earth. This should work. Closing my eyes, I reach out—not just through the ground, but through the air, searching for every werewolf in the fight. Professor Sloane’s teachings on High Healing echoes in my mind. “Area High Heal,” I whisper, praying no telltale glow betrays me. The spell takes thirty seconds, heavy seconds that drag like chains, before it bursts through. The wolves straighten, renewed, their strength flooding back.

He should stop those pterosaurs first. Nodding, Cassandra moved back to a fair distance, casting her spell to heal all of them at once. “Divine Healing.” Using this spell, she drained her energy drastically by healing them but it was needed since Zadicus and Kriss were injured badly and to bring out their full potential, they needed healing. After healing, she turned to Ahlum, giving her a nod to continue her part. “Divine Vision.” Casting her spell, she scanned them, contemplating them and informing everyone about their weak points to deal with them more quickly and not waste energy or time.

It proved abortive because they all didn’t work. Another healer came with a large number of scrolls to decipher the effect of the spell on Liam; he said he could draw inspiration from past healers who documented their past records. Yet it proved abortive. The healer claimed it had been a long time since a spell was cast on someone, and it would only take someone from the bloodline of powerful healers to heal Liam. He further said the spell cast on Liam was an ancient and ancestral spell from a powerful witch, so it needed a powerful healer to heal.

"If you did not killed Adellee's wolf before, there would have been no trouble today. You've been too arrogant and envious. That's what brought us into this situation." Luke moved quickly and grabbed me by the neck, I fought him and kicked him in the side. I grabbed him by the nape and threw him to the ground, he quickly got up and kicked me in the chest. He threw me into the tree but I bear the pain and I ran towards him, I grabbed his arm and kicked him in the face. We exchanged blows on different parts of our bodies until I remembered another potion given to me by the witch. He says I use it when I have close contact with the vampire. It will blind him for a period of time and it will giv

Slowly from the ground, three figures rose again, three of the four miners who had fallen were rising once more, not as a Zombie or other kind of undead, but again as living beings. That was the power of a level nine spell, capable of healing even the deepest wounds and healing those on the brink of death.

When the maids moved, he started to perform the healing spell. “To the Gods and Goddesses of this world, please heed my prayer, heal what has been hurt, close the wound of this lady’s back, remove the stain from her body, and cleansed her soul to not make her berserk for when she wakes up,” the high priests said as his body glows. The staff that he’s always holding shot a bright light on the lady’s wound.

He gazes upon me with black eyes and cool demeanor. “How do I know you are a true healer? For all I know, the rumors of you being human could be real!” Rumors? Didn’t know there were rumors about me. That is a bit unsettling. I was done with this a**hat’s attitude. I stomp over to him and grab his hand and squeeze tight. A small glow of light came from our connection, and I heard a sharp intake of breath. I close my eyes and search for a simple gray cloud. As much as I don’t want to heal anything from this b*stard, I guess I have to prove my integrity just for face sake. I find a small gray bubble towards the back of his realm and look inside. I see a battle going on and he is fighting a rog

“I may be able to use a tracing spell on the remnants of the artifact’s aura. It will require intense focus and strength, and I cannot guarantee it will lead us directly to the artifact, but it may show us the direction they took.” Nyx nods. “Then let’s try it.” The Grandma Healer’s gaze shifts to Lorenzo, as if gauging his resolve. “I’ll need you to lend me some of your energy for the spell.” Lorenzo nods without hesitation. “Do whatever you need.” The Grandma Healer closes her eyes, her hands hovering over the remnants of the protective case. The air around her shimmers, a faint glow spreading through the room. She begins chanting in a language Nyx doesn’t recognize, her voice resonant and