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Post by Deleted on Jan 20, 2022 14:48:51 GMT -5
Kore's sensing wasn't remarkably fine-tuned for long distances. Anything within standard eyesight typically cooperated quite well, but sensing beyond that took an immense amount of concentration and energy. Thus it made sense that the Shinjin missed out on Mount Five's most recent battle, even if he wished he hadn't. That was if there had been an actual fight, to begin with. It COULD just be the whispering tales of those who were supposedly in the vague general area for whatever reason a day ago. In fact, they probably were nothing more than fictitious recounts to tell over drinks at a bar, but Kore was obligated to investigate nonetheless. Travel was instant as always, and Kore touched down at Mount Five's base to start his search.
It didn't take long to pick up on some energy signatures nearby, one faint enough to the point where the Shinjin had almost glossed it over as a bird or mouse. Hoping to make the right call, the green-skinned boy would warp again closer to the implacable signal, eyes scanning the surrounding area. "Hello? Is there anyone around here?" Presumably receiving no reply, he stepped forward only to nearly trip over an unidentified lump on the ground. Arms flailing frantically to keep balance, the Shinjin took a broad step back and cast his eyes down at the red-stained heap. "Oh!" It was no ordinary nature bump, but a person! Undoubtedly the origin of the weakened signature he had felt.
Like many of his other kin, Kore felt no direct emotions at the sight of blood. It was a mere passionless indicator of physical harm for most creatures, so seeing the stranger partially slathered in it meant they needed help. Kneeling to turn them over, the sight of a gaping punch-through wound shocked him more than anything else. It was a miracle this guy was still alive! Placing both hands near the intrusion, Kore would concentrate and allow a great tide of mana to flow forth from his body, acting quickly to stitch up the wound and replace any blood that might've been lost. Still, depending on the length of his time without medical attention, even his mystical arts might not be enough to prevent minor aftereffects.
A thought then occurred to him. If this man was wounded, what of the other energy he had felt before? Not wanting to leave the stranger's side, Kore gently wrapped his hand around their arm before performing the last Kai-Kai jump. The rapid teleporting and efforts to heal were already starting to take a toll on Kore's stamina, the Shinjin wilting slightly as his breaths became noticeably more ragged. "Alright then, who else..." Thanks to his more immense battle power, the second man was much easier to find, Kore homing in on him within seconds. "Ah, you don't look well either." Most mortal necks weren't meant to swivel that far, and judging by the knoll of twisted flesh and limp body, this stranger was also in dire straits. "Wait here." Carefully setting Tarine into a sitting position against a nearby tree, Kore meandered over to Kombu and knelt once more.
Attempting to surge more mana into the fallen warrior didn't work nearly as well as last time. A noticeable puff of healing had taken effect, but it was far FAR less than what Tarine had received. Kore's fingers snapped as he let out a strained sigh, palm opening to accept a soft pink petal. With immense care and delicate precision, he'd attempt to open the man's jaw enough to administer the petal into his mouth, helping him chew along the way. If successful, another larger pulse of healing would course throughout Kombu's body, bones audibly creaking as they were magically affixed back into their proper place. "I think I n-need... to sit down..." With a short stumble, Kore fell unto his rear as his eyelids dropped slightly. There was little more he could do now than wait.
It didn't take long to pick up on some energy signatures nearby, one faint enough to the point where the Shinjin had almost glossed it over as a bird or mouse. Hoping to make the right call, the green-skinned boy would warp again closer to the implacable signal, eyes scanning the surrounding area. "Hello? Is there anyone around here?" Presumably receiving no reply, he stepped forward only to nearly trip over an unidentified lump on the ground. Arms flailing frantically to keep balance, the Shinjin took a broad step back and cast his eyes down at the red-stained heap. "Oh!" It was no ordinary nature bump, but a person! Undoubtedly the origin of the weakened signature he had felt.
Like many of his other kin, Kore felt no direct emotions at the sight of blood. It was a mere passionless indicator of physical harm for most creatures, so seeing the stranger partially slathered in it meant they needed help. Kneeling to turn them over, the sight of a gaping punch-through wound shocked him more than anything else. It was a miracle this guy was still alive! Placing both hands near the intrusion, Kore would concentrate and allow a great tide of mana to flow forth from his body, acting quickly to stitch up the wound and replace any blood that might've been lost. Still, depending on the length of his time without medical attention, even his mystical arts might not be enough to prevent minor aftereffects.
A thought then occurred to him. If this man was wounded, what of the other energy he had felt before? Not wanting to leave the stranger's side, Kore gently wrapped his hand around their arm before performing the last Kai-Kai jump. The rapid teleporting and efforts to heal were already starting to take a toll on Kore's stamina, the Shinjin wilting slightly as his breaths became noticeably more ragged. "Alright then, who else..." Thanks to his more immense battle power, the second man was much easier to find, Kore homing in on him within seconds. "Ah, you don't look well either." Most mortal necks weren't meant to swivel that far, and judging by the knoll of twisted flesh and limp body, this stranger was also in dire straits. "Wait here." Carefully setting Tarine into a sitting position against a nearby tree, Kore meandered over to Kombu and knelt once more.
Attempting to surge more mana into the fallen warrior didn't work nearly as well as last time. A noticeable puff of healing had taken effect, but it was far FAR less than what Tarine had received. Kore's fingers snapped as he let out a strained sigh, palm opening to accept a soft pink petal. With immense care and delicate precision, he'd attempt to open the man's jaw enough to administer the petal into his mouth, helping him chew along the way. If successful, another larger pulse of healing would course throughout Kombu's body, bones audibly creaking as they were magically affixed back into their proper place. "I think I n-need... to sit down..." With a short stumble, Kore fell unto his rear as his eyelids dropped slightly. There was little more he could do now than wait.
Kore uses Mystic Arts to heal the downed Mel “Tarine” Tomago for 2000% of his HP
Due to mechanical limitations we're going to pretend that he can do the same for Kombu for 60% of his HP. Seeing as that isn't enough, Kore makes uses of a Spirit Petal (Fake reflavored senzu supplement) along with using his CREATOR trait to (do nothing) pretend to use another one for 150% total extra healing, meaning Kombu (fakely) regains 210% HP.
Whew.
Thread PL: 20,000 | TWC: 658
Due to mechanical limitations we're going to pretend that he can do the same for Kombu for 60% of his HP. Seeing as that isn't enough, Kore makes uses of a Spirit Petal (Fake reflavored senzu supplement) along with using his CREATOR trait to (do nothing) pretend to use another one for 150% total extra healing, meaning Kombu (fakely) regains 210% HP.
Whew.
Thread PL: 20,000 | TWC: 658
