White Shores by Jay Swanson

Author:Jay Swanson [Swanson, Jay]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Tags: Fantasy
ISBN: 9780983469919
Publisher: The Northern Range
Published: 2011-07-06T23:00:00+00:00

SEVENTEEN

ALISIA FELT THE urge to run but fought it back. She ran to the corner again to see where the Hunters were at, but it looked like they were busy tending to their own wounded. She ran back to Ardin and knelt in front of him again, pushing him upright to try and talk to him.

“Ardin?” she said gently. “Ardin, can you hear me?”

He was breathing shallowly. He groaned softly as she pulled him forward again. Blood curdled subtly through his teeth. The hole in his back was right by the shoulder blade. It looked painful, she thought, as she pulled at the torn shirt.

She hadn't developed much in the way of healing powers but she needed to do something fast if she was going to have any worthwhile effect. Alisia placed her hands over his shoulder on his back and closed her eyes. She had no idea how to get the bullet out. She couldn't very well rip his shoulder open to get to it.

She prayed for a moment, knowing there was little she could do. But as she did so she could feel the warmth enter her hands. Almost as if of its own volition, the sensation continued until it made her fingertips tingle, and then concentrated in her palms over the wound. She could feel the tissue quiver and before she knew it, something was protruding from his shoulder and into her hand. Surprised, she opened her eyes to find the spent slug ready to be pulled out. It was still hot to the touch.

She put it down hurriedly and worked hard to remember how to mend broken flesh. She focused as she twisted her flattened hands over the hole in his back. Ardin groaned as the heat built up and spread to his shoulder. She could feel it mend, slowly but surely the muscles were latching back onto themselves across the gap and blood began to flow.

She opened her eyes finally, exhausted but satisfied. The wound wasn't fully healed, it wasn't even entirely closed up, but he would live for now at least. Ardin sat up tentatively on his own, wincing as his shoulder blade moved back into place.

“Ow.”

“Happy to see you too.” She patted his knee and gave him the last of their water. He took it tenderly, spitting out a bloody mess with the first pull, but it seemed to revive him a little.

“I feel like I got stuck with a spear.” He tried to reach his shoulder with his good hand but she gently intercepted it.

“Could have been worse,” she said. “And it will get worse if we don't get going. Can you move?”

“Yeah,” he grunted as he tried to get his feet under him. “Just gimme a second.”

Ardin stood slowly, an inch at a time, but he managed to get up. Once he stopped teetering, he lifted his head and gave her a little smile. He said he thought he could move and started walking slowly down the trail, until she corrected him gently and pointed him in the right direction.

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