Kai dropped from the rooftop silently, as the thugs left the girl and walked back inside the nearby building.
He let his concealment unfurl and stepped toward her.
She backed away fast, scuttling like a crab until her back hit a crate. He lowered his veil.
She looked malnourished and tired, but not out of breath, even though he chased her across half the citadel.
Her breath caught in her throat. "Who... what are you?"
Kai gestured, and Ralts rose from the shadows behind him.
"Now, this magic is dangerous to me, believe me, I've tried, but I've never used it on someone before, so stay still, okay?"
She nodded rapidly, eyes wide, body trembling.
"Do it."
Ralts lifted her arms. A soft, unnatural glow pooled between her palms before spilling over the girl's bruises. Bone knitted. Flesh reformed. Scars faded.
