"Seph!" I crouched next to her and shook her then gently slapped her cheek. "Seph, wake up."
A crowd started to gather around us.
"Someone fainted," a guy called.
"There's always one on the first day," someone muttered as they walked on past.
"Give me some room," I shouted to the students pressing in to gawk.
They did.
"Bind thee in health, Protect mind and soul too, Boost vigor and happiness, Make it all renew." I snapped my fingers to direct my healing magic to my fingertips, and the students took yet another step back at the brightness of it.
White magic, but it certainly didn't look it. It was gray, made darker every time I used the dead man's hand in my pocket, but still bright.
A presence appeared at my back, hovering and foreboding. Him. My bones rattled at his nearness, every hair on my body shooting straight up in alarm.
"What happened? Is she all right?" he asked.