SHAMAN

“She can tell that I am not at full health.” Kurtz thought wondering if the she-demon was the healer who had helped him recover, however, the problem of being unable to speak the Demonic language persisted.

Kurtz suddenly stiffened as he felt the she-demon’s hand gently stroking his skin in some strange patterns.

“Wha… what are you doing?” He spurted out greatly wary.

Without stopping her action, she turned towards him as whirling her hair slightly as her deep blue eyes stared into his and Kurtz could see some strange glow in them.

Without warning, all the muscles in his bone went paralyzed as her hand continued their unhindered motion on him. Once her hand reached one of the little vials on his skin however, she would knock it off and continue moving her hand until every single one of the vials had been knocked off.