You Might Die If I Cast My Healing Spell Mga Nobela at Kwento

"But the only thing that can be done is to heal. I don't know anything about attack spells using the light element.” My eyebrows twitched. Now, I can really say this world is super unfair. I don't want to admit it but I'm a little jealous because even though he doesn't know any attack spells, he knows how to heal, and it's really important in wartime. Your survival rate would go up. A healing spell. While I'm here I can't do anything. Wait! Maybe I'm not destined to be a villain! And I'm just a useless extra here! Ugh! I want to facepalm myself for that desperate call.

I roared. "That means she used up all her mana and will be banished to the mortal realm. Worst case scenario, she might even die from this. And even though she used a forbidden spell, she used it for a good cause and a lot of people will probably defend her, especially the leaders that were in that war. If she has even an ounce of mana left that means she can stay but the chances of that are slim to none. And with the type of spell she used, there's at least a 15 percent chance of her dying." He explained. "Well then that means she just has to recover her mana back right then she can come back again," I said.

It was the only way to take them down most of the time, and she didn't want to cast a powerful spell that would weaken her and make her vulnerable. "The seer needs to answer this because I don't know what the hell is going on," Kira grunted, walking to the bed. She touched her hand to the stranger's forehead and his neck, his breathing was still faint, but she was confident he'd live. Even if she hadn't cast a spell to heal him, he'd heal because he was one of those creatures that 'feasted on blood, even on people like her. He could heal faster without anybody's help.

“Many will force me to use this ability for their own use. I think Alpha Jake wants to use me to get other packs to join him in exchange for use of my ability.“ “Which is why he wants that spell.” “Yes. I can also bring back the dead, but only once of course.” I don’t like what she is telling me. Every time she heals, it weakens her and I don’t want her bringing anyone back from the dead if it means I lose her. “Have you used this ability yet?” “No, it’s just what I’ve read in the book and what Hazel has told me. To heal someone I have to kiss them. It’s called The Healing Kiss.”

“Pero ang kayang kulang gawin ang magpagaling. Wala akong kahit anong alam sa mga attack spell gamit ang light element.” My eyebrow twitched. Now, I can really say super unfair ng mundong ito. Ayaw ko man aminin pero medyo naiingit ako dahil kahit wala syang alam na kahit anong attack spell pero may alam niyang magpagaling, and it’s really important in war time. Your survival rate would go up. A healing spell. Habang ako dito walang kayang gawin. Wait! Maybe I’m not destined to be a villainess! At isang useless extra lang pala ako dito!

I smiled softly back to him, before he made a step toward me. I stopped moving and was suddenly fearful of his power. He continued toward me and I was paralyzed in fear. I could not move away from him. Was this his power that would destroy me in the afterlife? Had I died and gone to hell since I had killed the Rogue King? I knew it would be considered sacrilegious to kill given that I was a healer. But I had to do what was necessary to protect everyone important in my life.

I slam my body on to Dimitri with fat ugly tears streaming down my face. "No stupid! You can't die on me." I yell while hitting his chest. I remember Aphrodite saying never to use the healing spell on anything dead. But I also read if you use it for the good like saving your mate than nothing bad could truly happen. It isn't considered dark magic. I place my palms over his heart and I begin to think of happy thoughts. I think of Dimitri and my first dance. Our kiss. How much I truly love this idiot. I begin to chant over and over.

I knew I didn't have much time on my hand because Patrick was already dead, and if I don't do it myself, then the spell will take its course on its own, and it will be more painful and the chances of saving both of them will also be at risk. 'The effects of a sacrifice spell can also be dimmed if you cut your hand where you absorbed those herbs to make your blood flow out of your body, and submerge yourself in water before dying because this will make the herbs lose their powers in the water, and the chances of your survival will be more. At least listen to this, please?' Joy asked, and Carla immediately nodded, both of their eyes brimming with tears now. Well, at least now I know that both

I'm tired from the strain of conjuring the shield, and I don't really know how to use any other protective spells that might be stored within the ring. For a brief moment, I wonder, is this it? Is this how I'm going to die? After dodging my sister, bears, sacrifice, dark magic, and my own mind conspiring against me, is this going to be it? Dead by a bunch of rogues for the amusement of my ex? "Oh, Goddess," I mutter, gritting my teeth. "If I'm going to die today, please give me an honorable death." That's when something strange happens.

Zadkiel already knew what sacrifice was needed to cast a spell on him. “Can you cure him, Tia?” Irvin tried to change the topic. “Yes. By stopping his heart.” She nodded. “What would happen once it is stopped?” Zadkiel stared at her. “You’d die. But it would be like a coma state and then like a phoenix, you’ll come back to life from the ashes, stronger than before.” She dramatically spoke, spreading her arms open. “Dying sounds scary,” Zadkiel murmured. “Don’t worry, we can do it whenever you’re ready… or you can just wait until you die on your own. Only, that would be a slow and painful death.” She gave him a pat.