Sharky's expression turned serious as he withdrew from Charlotte's embrace. He took a deep breath, centering himself before placing his hands on her wounds. The injuries from the battle were severe, but he knew he could heal them.
Charlotte nodded solemnly, pushing aside her earlier emotional turmoil.
She focused her mind, preparing herself for the healing process.
As Sharky's hands began to glow with energy, Charlotte felt a warm tingling sensation spreading from his palms. The pain in her wounds lessened, replaced by a comforting numbness. She watched in fascination as the gashes and bruises faded beneath his touch.
A sword of wisdom appeared between her brows. It severed the thread of emotion that had been indistinct to begin with, and she quickly relaxed. A pure white, divine radiance began to shine around her, as if the great dao itself were praising her.
