hymnals: we will be victorious (they will not control us)
αɗяαѕтєιυѕ, тнє нιgн ρяιєѕт ([personal profile] hymnals) wrote in [community profile] pawnstorm 2016-05-26 04:37 am (UTC)

All right--

[ Whoa, what the heck! Saber! Adra scowls at the blood, as though personally offended by its presence. More to the point, he's sorry that he even asked, or waited. They had fallen: even if they weren't severely injured, healing of some kind was warranted.

The golden light glows bright in his hands as it surges in power, as his eyes spark. Translucent wings shimmer faintly on his back as he chants the spell. ]


May the Light embrace you. May its warmth ease your pain, may its grace soothe your spirit, may all your wounds be mended.

[ A circle of light appears beneath both Gil and Saber, thrumming with energy. Adra extends his palm, and the restorative energy releases, enveloping them both. Sure, Gil didn't ask for healing, but if he's feeling achy from the Ocypete's dead weight, he's not anymore.

For Saber, the magic goes immediately to work, seeking the internal and the external, urging rapid regeneration of tissue and skin. The feeling is a purification: hot, but not searing; it feels like a righteous cleansing. ]


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