All Chapters of Healing Skills: Chapter 91
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C89: Roadside OmensAgain.The word barely finished forming in Kael’s mind before his eyes widened, pupils tightening as the scene ahead resolved into something unpleasantly familiar, because the road before them was once more cluttered with the unmistakable silhouettes of undead, fewer in number than before yet radiating a pressure that made the air feel heavier, thicker, like it had learned fear from watching too many people die.They moved wrong, not clumsy but deliberate, bones reinforced by mana that pulsed faintly through cracked ribs and hollow eye sockets, and Kael felt it immediately, that subtle tightening behind the sternum that came when something was strong enough to be annoying rather than trivial.Astraea noticed them at the same time he did.They were still distant, far enough that the road stretched comfortably between both parties, but their trajectory was clear, straight and unyielding, like rot given intent, and Kael o
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C90: Blood and CradlesKael and the others reached the city without ceremony or resistance, which in itself felt suspicious enough to itch at the back of his skull, because the road had been mercifully short only due to Orin’s mood finally lifting once other travelers appeared ahead of them, their presence acting like proof that the world had not personally conspired to ruin the boy’s day.The sulking stopped, thank whatever half deaf god still listened, and Kael quietly admitted to himself that he had no idea how he would have handled it if Orin had carried that weight all the way to the city gates, especially since guilt was an emotion he handled about as gracefully as a drunk cunt on ice.They passed into the city without interruption, no guards, no inspection, no dramatic welcome, which felt wrong in a way that gnawed instead of screamed, because Kael could sense no barrier, no grand defensive construct humming beneath the streets, no massive ward flex
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Chapter 91: Redmere Orphanage ShadowsKael lowered himself into the chair opposite the matron with the slow precision of a man who understood that caution was no longer a habit but a necessary shield, eyes narrowing as they studied her every movement, every twitch, because despite the softness of her expression and the quiet authority in her posture, she had just, without hesitation, controlled another person’s mind in plain view, and that was not something one simply overlooked in a world designed to exploit every weakness with cheerful cruelty.How could he not be suspicious, he thought as the ambient light reflected faintly off the matron’s pale features, every instinct screaming at him that there was a reason behind her appointment, a reason tangled in secrets deeper than the city’s foundations, because what if this was her method of control, the hidden edge that elevated her to the role of matron, and what if her vampiric nature, inherent and potent, had been
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Chapter 92: C Rank, Chaos, and BeerKael and Astraea moved through the streets toward the Adventurer’s Guild in a silence that was heavier than most could bear, the kind of quiet that gnawed at the edges of the mind and whispered possibilities worse than words could form. Kael could not tell if it was merely his imagination, but the subtle stiffness in her posture, the faint tightening around her eyes, suggested she was angry, and yet, try as he might, he could not place the source of her ire. Their footsteps echoed on the cobblestones without pause, neither speaking, and even when the grand doors of the guild loomed before them, she remained unyielding, an unreadable wall that ignored his tentative attempts at conversation.System, can you analyze what I did wrong? Kael asked, frustration seeping into the edges of his voice, a small tremor betraying his unease.Hmm, The System replied, scanning and parsing the faint waves of interpersonal tension, I canno
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C93: Rift ActivityKael paused at the threshold of the house, its appearance deceptively ordinary, the kind of quaint dwelling that might be easily ignored by any casual passerby, but as he focused his senses, threading his mana through the air like a fine silk cord, he realized the truth: the entire structure pulsed with latent energy, a storm of chaotic mana so tightly wound it seemed to breathe and tremble as if alive.“Is this where you’ve been holding court?” Kael muttered under his breath, half in curiosity and half in disbelief, the hairs along his arms rising as he tried to parse the unnatural fluctuations. The aura was unlike anything mundane, a delicate web of volatile power tangled invisibly around every beam and tile.Before he could analyze further, an old man appeared at the doorway, his gait unsteady but his hands gripping two bottles of beer like sacred artifacts. “Are you chaps here for a drink?” he asked, voice carrying both humor an
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C94: Riftstorm The massive fireball tore across the sky, a blazing comet of anger and heat that seemed intent on rewriting reality with each passing second, yet the instant it approached, Kael reacted instinctively, redirecting its trajectory with a flick of his hands and a surge of intent, Astraea at his side amplifying the effort, her presence a silver anchor in the chaos, slowing the molten projectile just enough to save them from incineration, and when it collided with the ground, it did not explode or leave a scar, but evaporated into nothingness, leaving the snow beneath untouched, untouched as if reality itself had blinked and refused to acknowledge the assault. More fireballs came, streaking through the icy air with calculated precision, and Kael recognized the moment to act, summoning his Swords of Light with practiced fluidity, the ethereal blades spiraling outward in all directions, aiming to intercept the attackers, to punish the unseen caster with violence precise enoug
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C95: Broken Performance On a night that seemed soaked in shadow and frost, a lone girl wandered the streets, her clothes hanging in tatters like forgotten scraps of a life discarded by cruel winds, yet she moved with an odd serenity, weaving through the throngs of people as if they were phantoms, untouchable, irrelevant, until she reached the theater that had been the center of her tiny, fractured world for as long as she could remember. The performance was a weekly ritual, a fragile heartbeat that reminded her that the world, despite its cold indifference, still offered something she could cling to. The theater was outdoors, modest and worn, a stage where the same small crowd returned week after week, though with every passing season, the numbers dwindled, fading like whispers carried off by the night air. Still, she came, entranced by the familiar tale, as if the ritual itself was the only proof that she belonged somewhere. Her pale eyes sparkled as the curtains lifted, revealing
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C96 Astraea (2) Closed. Forever. The little girl could not reconcile the sight before her eyes, disbelief curling like smoke around the edges of her mind. Her small hands fidgeted with the figurines nestled deep in her pocket, her fingers brushing against the fragments of Kael, and the realization that one of them had crumbled further made her chest tighten with a nameless sorrow. The man from earlier had vanished long ago, leaving only her in the empty street, the distant echoes of screams and shouts fading into irrelevance, incapable of touching her detached heart. She was about to retrieve the two figurines when a voice, smooth and cold, slithered from her side. You caused quite the stir, have you not? Another woman had appeared, her presence commanding attention without a single word of introduction. She was cloaked entirely in black, her demeanor unyielding, her very posture whispering of wealth and authority. Hello, miss? The little girl’s etiquette flared despit
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C97 Elira (3) It had been an entire week since she first arrived at Maren’s sprawling mansion, a week that had felt simultaneously interminable and surreal, each day revealing luxuries she had never imagined, from the vastness of her personal quarters to the decadent meals that replaced the meager bread she had grown accustomed to in her past life, and yet despite these comforts, her mind was restless, constantly turning over the enigma of her own existence and the peculiar gifts she now wielded. Kael looked at his hands, noticing the faint shimmer of mana that now ran beneath his skin, and realized that ever since the memories had flooded into his mind, he had been learning to manipulate the energy with an ease that should have been impossible, his understanding of its flows and currents surpassing the methods taught to ordinary practitioners by decades. In fact, the nature of his awakening was abnormal, entirely skipping the painstaking process that every mage had to endure to cu
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C98: Maren (4) A/N: Trigger warning. The scenes ahead carry brutality and discomfort, approaching the edges of what the human mind can tolerate. Maren peered down at the sordid building below with a frown twisting across her features, the sunlight reflecting harshly off the grimy walls. The place reeked of vice and moral decay, yet she had been instructed to act swiftly and without hesitation, and hesitation was a luxury she could not afford, not even for a heartbeat. Her gaze lingered on the sign outside, a cruel testament to humanity’s more corrupt impulses. The target she sought was named Kael, twenty-eight, a man whose reputation reeked like spoiled meat, his name scribbled across the list of assignments with one chilling note: dead or alive, though the former was preferred. She scanned the remainder of the assignment carefully, letting her eyes graze over the horrifying details written in small, deliberate script. She shivered despite herself, knowing that even Elira, the lea
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