Elf To Tame A Werewolf
His bushy brows and tightly sealed mouth seem to repeat to me, Cauterize, restore blood.
It doesn't come out in a stream this time. Dense blue sprinkling leave my fingertips, they settle briskly on the stump and disappear as they land. I'm tempted to look at Saelyna's work, but I recall Veesa's sharp voice, and focus. Slowly, ever so slowly, the crunching of flesh and bone reports progress, until the wound is completely covered in a smooth curve and I can't see any more blood. I don't stop though. The iden comes in a flow now, as I order it to restore blood flow. Color returns to the arm, and gradually to his face.
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