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Without a moment's hesitation, Ciel rushed over to the man calling for help. Immediately as he reached him, Ciel placed his hands on the woman and child the man was holding, channeling restorative energy into them.
"Heal....." Ciel shuddered slightly as the power flowed through him, cleansing and healing the woman and her child. In his mind, he could see the smoke in their lungs slowly fading. He could envision their cuts and bruises slowly mending.
Unlike most of the healing powers known to Acropolis, channeling rarely, if ever, produced any shining lights, or melodious sounds when used. In fact, most people wouldn't even know they were healed, even after their pain disappeared. It was a humble power, but powerful, nonetheless.
Suddenly, just for an instant, a strange thought went through Ciel's mind. How had the muscular man known he was healing them? It would take someone of either great skill, or great affinity for the Flow to sense Ciel's channeling. Was it a mere coincidence? Ciel shook off the the thought, closing his eyes in concentration. This wasn't the time to think about that.
"Heal...." His whisper was barely audible. He could feel the power wrapping around the mother and her child. He could feel it embrace them, synchronize with them, and finally, purge them of of their suffering. In just a few minutes, their injuries and pain were completely gone.
"Ah-!" Ciel gasped for air immediately as he finished, suddenly realizing that he wasn't breathing the entire time. That was the weakness of a channeler. It wasn't uncommon for his body to forget to blink, or breath when he was channeling. Sometimes, when he channelled too much power, his heart would even stop until he either finished, or passed out.
The woman and her child just gave him an strange look, before quickly rushing off to a safer location. Taking a moment to regain his breath, Ciel turned back to the muscular man from before.
"Thank you for saving them," He smiled, "My name's Ciel. What's yours?"