Kroa’s Blessing (3)

Despite his conviction, Boyle found it difficult to move. His body felt stiff and the very frame of his chest seemed shattered to pieces. Every move he managed to force himself to make wracked him with pain that had him lying back against the tree. 

"Fuck!" He let out and made gestures with the hand he had his storage bracelet on just so he could somehow manage to summon a Healing Potion and drink it for some much-needed first aid. 

He was just getting frustrated about failing at this when he felt a serene wave surround him as his body glowed ever so slightly. 

"Hold still," Meryna said from behind the tree, "This will work faster if you do."

Her presence surprised Boyle. While he had not had much of an opportunity to spot where everyone was on the field, he knew the Clerics were hanging as far back from the fight as they could. For their safety. 

He could tell Meryna had come close just to heal him.