Snippet #4312

(( Sorry, my mistake.))

She would nod to him and then her right hand would punch through the mossy ground beneath, a puddle of water forming in the hole. She would wave her hand over the hole, the dirt hardening around the water turning into a bowl. Her eyes would close once more in concentration as her skin would lightly glow green. The water would then wrap around her arm like a tool as she would place it just above the wound. Two streams would enter into his body, one into the wound the other into his mouth. The stream entering the wound would slip gently through the flowing blood gathering the cells and clotting the blood on each individual break of the flesh mending the skin naturally back together. While this goes on the stream entering his mouth would seek out the blood in his lungs, pulling it and clearing them of any aliment.

Her body would falter slightly once done, the streams of water flowing back into the bowl and the bowl turning into sand filling its own hole. Her eyes would open as she would scan his skin for any other injury.