Blackie looked visibly confused when Lena mentioned she wanted to try and heal Hex. After looking down at Hex for a few moments, he nodded.
Lena put one hand on her heart.
"I will try my best."
It was at this point, Talon couldn't help but raise an eyebrow.
"I can't really think of anything that would heal him. It's not like there are any wounds to bandage."
Lena smiled.
"The black flesh is more than what you think, brother."
She brought the tip of her finger above Hex's chest. Right when Talon was about to ask what she meant, her finger began to glow with a bright white.
Eventually, milky strands of white light slowly moved out. Over time, it coalesced to form a fairly large white sphere. Though it glowed brightly, it was not glaring or unpleasant to the eyes. In fact, it was the opposite.
The surface of that white light rippled lazily, making it look like some extremely viscous liquid.
But... how though?