"Ok, do you need to use your mana for the check-up? Because I think that is too risky," Daniel said, as he was lying half naked on a much cleaner bed. They had gotten the mayor's permission to move him to their apartment.
Mostly because then he would infect fewer people if the tree bark returned. The children had asked him many times if he was a tree spirit and, no matter how much he denied it, they insisted that he was one.
Even Rael, who was on board with becoming a professional dragon nest cleaner with his brothers, bothered him about being a tree spirit.
If even his apprentice was going to be a little ankle biter, what could he expect from the child's brothers?
"I am not infusing my mana in your flesh and just using it to nudge your mana around your liver. Which, I have to say, has some scarring. You will need a transplant, or you will die," Edwin said as he removed his hand from Daniel's chest.