LANCE
Seven reached out to Magnus wrist. She closed her fingers around the gold bracelet and put her other hand, her palm to be precise on Magnus's wounds. Slowly, I can see it. She's drawing her power from the bracelet and channeling it to his wounds.
I don't know how the heck she does that. I only know its extra difficult for her to keep it up. The rim of her eyes are turning red. Her nose is dripping blood. She's turning deathly pale. Sam is eyeing her warily. But scared to meddle in.
I am too. Among the three of us, I can attest Seven has the most powerful blessing. She can do the exact opposite of what I can do. That's how life works. So maybe she can restore the almost dead cell in Magnus's gut.
Or kill the wounds that's eating away his flesh.
I tried the doorknob on. Immediately withdrew my hand. It's molten hot. My palm is steaming from the contact. My flesh… first degree burn..? No. I see the pink flesh spots so it must be second.