Elias knelt beside Bobian Craw, his hands hovering over the wounded man's chest. A soft, warm light emanated from his fingertips, bathing Bobian in its gentle glow. Gradually, Bobian's breathing steadied, and his eyes fluttered open.
[ +10 000 FWP ]
The murmurings of the crowd filled the arena yet again.
Disoriented, Bobian struggled to make sense of his surroundings. His gaze finally settled on Elias, who was leaning over him with a broad, triumphant smile.
A shiver ran down Bobian's spine as fear gripped him. That unsettling smile haunted him, and a troubling thought crossed his mind: 'Did he just heal me, after knocking me unconscious?'
Elias extended a hand to Bobian, his voice firm and unyielding. "Get up and try again," he commanded. "We aren't done yet."
'I still have more FWPs to beat out of you'