Giri was about to say something else, voice an objection most likely, but Liz was suddenly standing over her and touched his index finger to her forehead. The dragoness went limp and her expression smoothed out. “I’ve put her into a medical coma. She’ll stay asleep until someone wakes her. If we want to do this, though, we should do it now.”
Liz turned to look at Altair. “Are you familiar with collaborative healing? The technique were a group of healers combine power and expertise to treat a more difficult patient?” He held his hand over Giri’s face, and it began to glow faintly. “If not, just push your energy and focus into the healing magic I’m generating.”
Serana frowned in the background, not liking how this was looking. She didn’t want her master to be taking risks right now. Especially not for Giri.
Liz turned to look at Altair. “Are you familiar with collaborative healing? The technique were a group of healers combine power and expertise to treat a more difficult patient?” He held his hand over Giri’s face, and it began to glow faintly. “If not, just push your energy and focus into the healing magic I’m generating.”
Serana frowned in the background, not liking how this was looking. She didn’t want her master to be taking risks right now. Especially not for Giri.
