Light Through The Window

Lassim sat cross-legged on the floor of his room, his right hand outstretched as tendrils of blue water mana flowed over his now bandaged fingers. The skin had mostly reattached, thanks to his healing efforts, but the process was a bit slow to mend the tendons that had been severed.

His [Lifestream] technique, while effective, required patience as he knew little about the body and how it worked. He planned to add some sort of healing volunteering to his workload so that he could get more practice with the technique soon.

He then opened and closed his fist as he tested the joints. The slight stiffness in his fingers was a reminder of his overconfidence the day before.