After saying that golden threads of mana seamlessly floated out of her palms, trying to stitch the scar on Nina's stomach together.
"My child, what have you all been doing?" She turned towards Klaus who was just lying on the bed, his arm still bleeding but it didn't seem as urgent as her torso.
"We had a spar, and this is how it ended—"
"A spar? Oh my, what kind of spar wounds up children like this?!" Her reaction seemed so shocked for no reason, like she wasn't a nurse at a magical academy where people fought continuously in a world of magic.
'Right, honestly, she does have a point though,' It did start off as a spar and both of them went overboard; however, Aurelion didn't interfere.
"Ugh," Nina shook as the threads started stitching together the scar even tighter than previously; she was sweating profusely as her body shook from the pain.
"We are nearly done, child," Biria held her hand out of comfort whilst she was about to finish.
