The Contention by Jeremy Laszlo

Author:Jeremy Laszlo
Language: eng
Format: mobi, azw3, epub
Tags: Speculative Fiction
ISBN: 9781479138869
Publisher: Createspace
Published: 2012-08-29T07:00:00+00:00

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Sara, momentarily overcome with anguish, regained herself and pulled her blades from her husband’s chest. The power rushing into her subsiding, Sara quickly tossed her blades aside and called to Daniella. The healer, having failed to be any help to Sara, snapped out of her current state of shock and rushed to Sara’s side. With the experience of a trained professional, Daniella quickly inspected Seth’s wounds and summoned up her abilities as she began her first prayer. Chanting softly in a tongue Sara did not recognize, Daniella’s hands began to glow with holy white light. As the glowing increased, so too did the volume of Daniella’s chanting. Sweat beaded upon the healer’s face as her jaw muscles flexed. Gritting her teeth the healer strained to heal an injury that most novice clerics could repair in short order. Moments passed and Seth lost consciousness. More moments passed and his body began to convulse. More and more sweat appeared on Daniella’s face and arms as her hair became drenched and clung to her scalp. Something was amiss.

Slowly, painstakingly, the first of Seth’s wounds began to close, seemingly reluctant to heal. As the hole in his chest mended, Seth attempted to inhale, though with one lung still filled with blood, he only choked and gurgled before being wracked by convulsions yet again. Near half an hour had passed since Seth was wounded, and with only half his healing completed, Daniella stopped in her prayer a moment to rest and refocus.

“Something resists my efforts,” Daniella stated, panting for breath. “With you I could not even recognize what it was I was seeing within your body. I could not connect with you to heal your wounds. With Prince Seth it is much the same, but his body relents to my power, if only barely so. It makes no sense to me, but give me a moment’s reprieve and I shall continue.”

Sara simply nodded her head and waited patiently for Daniella to continue. She did not wait long. After what could barely be called a moment of rest, Daniella began to chant anew and placed her hands upon Seth as her flesh began to blaze with bright white luminance. More than another half an hour passed as Daniella completed the process, perspiring and panting from the strain. As drained as she was, Daniella did not fall back to lay upon the grass for rest. Instead the woman rose in her white robes, and began to stride about, once again speaking to herself.

Sara, on the other hand, without so much as a thought, carefully pulled Seth into her lap. There she cradled him, hoping he would regain consciousness soon, and that he would forgive her for mistakenly attacking him.

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