Chapter 7: Relationship Of Convenience
"That was a really stupid thing you did," Savior said, her voice though soft and sweet was cold and flat.
"I don’t know if it was stupid, I thought it was brave," Savior’s friend said.
She made her way toward Min-ho and stood in front of him.
"You’re wounded," she said, peering at his bleeding lip.
"I am, and unless you’re a healer then I don’t see the need in you... pointing... it..."
Min-ho’s words fell apart as she rose a hand to his face, holding both his cheeks as she shut her eyes.
Everyone stood still, holding their breath as they anticipated what was happening.
In that moment, a green hue began to emanate from her hands.
Min-ho felt a mix of cold and electricity sizzling in his cheeks and tracing a path across his face to his lips.
In the second that followed, the pain burning from his wound began to fade.
A second later, it was completely gone.