Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5543592-20140614015650/@comment-12599067-20140614033434

Wordlessly Morrigan focused even more power into the healing spell, moving a hand over the flesh wound as the spell in her palm grew stronger. The flesh beneath her palms began to seal over the wound as she poured the very last reserves of her magicka into the spell, but she was tiring swiftly. Already black spots were beginning to dance before her eyes, a sign that she would need to rest for some time after she was done.

Volarano eventually stepped back and let Morrigan do her work, surprised at her capability as a healer. Turning his attention back to the tunnel he considered taking off after Rhiannon, but decided against it and waited in silence.