The Late Game Healer Is Way Too Strong Novels & Stories

I roared, observing his hasty retreat, his movements a blur of desperation. That was the fourth warrior that I put down today. I hate to admit it, but whatever that healer did to me was f*cking amazing! My shoulder was injured in battle, and some feral rogue bit half of it off. It took me years to heal, and even then, it was only partially healed. I had some mobility and even less strength. Ordering the Healer to prove herself turned out to be a miracle gift. I returned home that day and went straight to the gym. I was utterly dumbfounded when I could lift three times the weight I could before. I felt better than I ever have. She has no idea what she has done for me. This will make my plans

Even the best healers say the same. Father has gone in and out of Odyssey numerous times in search of a cure but all to no avail. She remains bedridden, unable to move any part of her body and with great difficulty, struggles to move her neck. Without taking my eyes away from her pale face, I asked the royal physician, Geneva, who was busy packing her bags of herbs and potions, "Would she be okay?" I knew the answer because it wasn't the first I had asked the exact same question. "It would take time." She sighed, "The queen is a really strong woman, you should be strong for her as well." She advised and I tilted my head to meet her sad gaze. Her lips curved in a sad smile as she turned aroun

"A hero named Gildar has already emerged a new class, a healer, Druid, and follows Anthony's commands quite well. With his newly awakened class skills, he changed the outcome of the battle under Anthony's command. The Captain's said that the heal was much more than the amount of damage the harpies did" A healer … ladia was in deep thought. A healer was an important asset in any empire, moreover, a hero that awakened the healer class naturally will perform way better than any other. She would have to invest more in the healer too. Everything seemed to be going good, there were no casualties in the first two dungeons, all the heroes were proving their worth. But she was still worried. Compared

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. Ms. Darkmoon’s gaze pinned me in place. “Late again,” she commented, her voice dripping with disdain. “I expected better from someone the Alpha himself appointed, but clearly I was wrong to assume competence.” I opened my mouth to explain that I had been in the library, researching, trying to complete the task Alpha Dimitri had given me. The explanation caught in my throat. If I mentioned the library, I would have to explain why I had been there. That would either expose Alpha Dimitri's secret or bring trouble down on the male healer for helping me. I

With the number of fights, both big and small, that happened in both my father and Shane’s pack, there’s always been a need for a healer and they’re always kept busy. The healer, Lucy, who was mated to the beta in my father’s pack, would always joke that the best way to stop more injuries was to convince everyone they were too badly hurt to fight. Mostly, it didn’t work because we shifters are too aggressive to stay sitting for long, but Lucy never stopped trying. “I’ve got some crutches at home. I’ll bring them when I come back to check how you’re healing again in a couple of days,” Adela says.

A moment later, he snapped around instantly to stare at me in disbelief. "He really is dead!" The comments quickly flitted in front of me. "Oh my god! This is my first time witnessing a player killing a monster!" "This newbie really is something, huh? I'm going to subscribe to her livestream!" "But how did she know she could kill the monster with the tuxedo?" I took a deep breath. Honestly speaking, it was a risky gamble on my part. I remembered Cyrus telling me in the past that every item in the dungeon had its own function and purpose. More often than not, the same item that was harmful to the players could be used to harm NPCs as well.

“Right now you must call in the best healers to help the Alpha with concoctions to counteract the bond splitting.” The doctor left, and a group of healers came to check on me. Clare was restless, Nick was trying to remain calm, while Eugene was very concerned. The healers concluded the same as the doctor. “We should order a body repair concoction from the eastern healers,” said Gera, the lead healer. “Are you so useless that you can't make a simple concoction yourselves?” questioned Clare, and Eugene grunted. “We are not incompetent,” said Gera. "We have lost the lead healer, and no teachers have arrived at the sanctuary yet. The one person who could make such a powerful concoction can't."

“I can’t think of anything good about my talent. I’ll just showcase my fighting skills instead.” “Hey, don’t sell yourself short. You know, a healer showing prowess in fighting is also a good thing. Not many healers have that much stamina to spare.” Anastasia does have a point. I almost forgot that hunters with a natural talent for healing use a lot of stamina to close up a wound. Since my healing talent comes from a demon, it is obscenely powerful and only causes me little stamina. Honestly, I am starting to feel like my admission in the scholar’s class is cheating.

Nathaniel answered. “Lily is nothing but an omega yet she was gotten by the moon goddess. What did she do in her past life to deserve it tho?” Gabriel shook his head. He was an avid reader so of course he knows about the legendary healer. They are so powerful and can do and undo. During the war, they were used by packs a lot. And the pack that had them was always on the victory side because of the healer. The healer was very useful.