Novel & Cerita You Might Die If I Cast My Healing Spell

“Max, I’m dying.” “Auri, you can make it through…” “No Max, I’m dying. The moment I’m off Nova for a couple weeks, I’ll die. The healing potions have been compounding in my body. I don’t know if I healed wrong or what but that last one Micah gave me did something.” He strode towards me, closed the distance in seconds. “What do you mean?” “I nearly died a couple weeks ago. I cough up blood, throw it up if it gets bad enough. I’m dying. The Nova freezes whatever damage but even the few house off it are rough.”

My heart fell knowing she would not have any more family In a few minutes. Death was calling me home. I could feel the darkness swarming in. She stood up going to search for the spellbook but I shouted for her to stop. I knew she wouldn't find it or do the spell in time. This was not a minor healing spell it was one to save a life on the brink of death. Instead, I had to tell her one last thing as I panted breathlessly. She held me in her arms begging me to stop talking and just rest as she started to sob. That was a luxury I couldn't afford just yet.

I know myself. Passing my step, I took my amplified powder and observed it. The contents were reduced. Goddess, am I doing this? I'm really helping him. Healing spells are very special and dear to a heart, and we do not cast them upon just anyone. And just now... was the second time ever in my entire life that I cast a healing spell on someone.

Ronan warned him. I totally ignored them, quietly observing the horrendous sight with a burning heart. Whoever did such was going to pay. Death was going to be so much easy. I was going to make them burn in hell over and over again. "Tch... Who casted that spell?" I heard Valerie grumble in rage, her hands balled into fist. It was then I noticed the remnants of flames dancing on the ground, and the lightball on the chests of the injured ones. A healing spell.

Nix and Megan ran towards it, and I made my decision. I turned to the other gods. “Can the spell I made protecting the packs survive if I die?” Gaia gasped. “Amy, no.” She shook her head. Pontus and Uranus looked at each other before they crouched. Pontus reached for one of my hands, and Uranus grabbed the other. Pontus spoke first. “Your power and the sacrifice of life on these grounds are the fuel for the shields. If you die, the power fades with you.”

I wince at the raw pain in his voice and tried breaking at the barrier again with a spell, giving it my all. I don't want to die, but I have no hope of living. "She's going to die too," Vulwin yelled, "Her body can't handle his powers. She's not an Elf. So she kills you and also dies. Who wins?" "He can heal her." I argued back. "No... he can't. Not with the amount of damage he has caused." "Noo," I shook my head, I can't take the chances. I'm scared of dying only because I couldn't do anything to save my loved ones, and I'd be dying unable to save them and leaving them to their fates with him.

He panted as Maxi went to join him after paying the mercenaries for their labor. “It is such a pity! Even as a healer, one cannot produce or purchase those life-enhancers…unless you work for those miserable nobles.” The healer said shaking his head slightly. “How intense is the backlash?” Maxi asked. “It’s getting worse with each usage. I’m afraid a time will come when I will die from using healing magic.” The healer said as he took a swig from a bottle containing low-grade medicine.

“I think so. Hang on.” Now that she’s not surrounded by silver anymore, I try to mind-link her again. “Can you hear me?” I wipe hair from her eyes and stare at her. “Yes.” She sounds so calm that I’m almost freaked out by it. “He can forget about me healing him now.” I laugh softly. Always defiant, no matter what. “He won’t live much longer, don’t worry.” “What are you going to do?” “Can you break out of the spell?”

“Thank you, Ezra. I hope the goddess keeps giving me the strength and knowledge to get it right.” “Is there any clause to your knowledge that might result in you losing your ability?” “Yes, according to the older healers that I communicated with. If a healer creates a potion to destroy a person rather than heal, such a person can lose their ability. However, it doesn't go away at once; it all depends on the gravity of the person's damage.” “I trust you won't indulge in anything that will take your power away.” I shrugged, suddenly feeling unsure. “What if it happens, and I end up not knowing? I have heard people stealing from healers and misusing their healing potions. It ends up being an en

He said pointing to it. Anabel quickly read the spell twice before it hit her, that she would die and this time it would be for real. She wouldn’t be able to fight because well her soul would burn in hell and then she would die off, and Hecta would take over and make things happen that are bad and destructive.