Seeing the visible distress on Marine Millers face, Henry Smith materialized a barrier on his right arm from where it was severed, and stopped the bleeding after he calmed off the pain in his right arm with the help of Marine Millers.
'Pant'
'Pant'
'Pant'
"At least with this… the bleeding will stop… and now… you can focus better…"
Henry Smith said, visibly panting, and trying to keep his breathing steady, and normal.
Seconds went by. Minutes went by. But still Marine Millers could not heal Henry Smith's arm. It showed no signs of healing. Seeing that nothing was happening to his arm, her trembling continued.
"Don't… worry,… you're a… great healer…! I know… you can do… it…! If you believe… you can do it… nothing… is impossible…! Just… believe in yourself…!"
Henry Smith said, still panting. Hoping that these words might encourage her, and lift up her spirits.
Marine Millers was the only Healer in the raid party. A healer should always be protected in raids when they are supporting their raid party.
If a healer suddenly stopped having the ability to heal or could not heal the Scythes they are supposed to in a dire situation, that would be the ultimate, most painful, most devastating, most terrifying, most catastrophic, most excruciating experience they will ever experience. It would be like having stolen of something you are the most good at. For example, if a talented soccer player suddenly lost their ability to play soccer, or their leg broke, the bone broken, shattered, or fractured, never to be recovered ever again, what do they have to live for anymore. The only thing, the only talent they had was now gone, so everything was now meaningless.
The same devastation was being experienced by Marine Millers at this moment. She was losing faith in her abilities as a healer. Was it her fault or not? She knew she had never regenerated a living human flesh before, she knew she had never healed someone on this high of a level. Failing after attempting something was normal. At least for the majority of people, but some make it their life to never fail, thus digging their own graves. After failing at something after only trying it once, she broke. Instead of breaking into tears, Marine Millers needed to face the challenge again.
Scythes think differently from Healers. They think they just need to defeat the monsters, and that is it. However healers, they need to constantly heal the reckless Scythes who dive head first into a hord of monsters, and only think of boasting about their glory, and feats while the healers need to keep a calm, cool, collected, and confident demeanor, because the entire raid party will be relying on them.
Marine Millers was like one of those healers who loss their cool. This was the first time it happened. Before this, all her previous raids were very successful. She lost her cool not because of reckless Scythes, but because of the Lord-Class Goblin which seemingly cut through an exhausted barrier with a single attack. Making the barrier disappear that was protecting her as a result, was the most terrifying because as a healer she did not have any attacking abilities.
Henry Smith looked at his severed right arm lying on the ground, and had a thought.
He picked up his cleanly severed arm with his left hand which shocked Marine Millers, and she asked in a shivering voice, "W-what are you doing?!"
He then placed his right arm from where it was cut to the other half of his arm from where he bled, and pressed it tightly against his bleeding severed arm which made him groan in pain, grit his teeth as hard as he could, tightly closed his eyes shut making it impossible for anyone to open them forcefully until he himself opened them. The muscles in his body twitched from pain as every second passed.
"Now…! Do it… like this!"
Henry Smith said, painfully, as he pressed his severed arm against it's other half.
"Huh…?"
Marine Millers looked in confusion. Unable to understand what he meant.
"Heal my arm… like this! Please…! I can't hold much longer…!"
Henry Smith said, painfully, as he was still in pain.
"Ah, r-right!"
Marine Millers responded immediately upon hearing him.
She held her hands above his severed arm, and a brilliant light surrounded his entire body, but the area that shined the brightest was his right arm.
Ball of lights formed from the brilliant light surrounding him, and attached to his right arm.
Henry Smith's right arm began to attach itself together as Marine Millers uttered a single phrase,
"Brilliant Heal"
The tissue, the muscles, the nerves, the veins, the blood vessels, the skin, and every other part of his right arm began to attach itself to it's rightful place.
In less than ten seconds, Henry Smith's right arm was back to it's original shape. His arm healed as if it was never even severed in the first place.
What Marine Millers did not realize was that she completely restored Henry Smith's mana to the fullest as a result of healing his arm.
Pushed to the wall, distressed, and nearly emptied her mana pool, she awakened a new ability; The ability to restore one's mana when healing injures.
This was not common among healers. Healing, and restoring mana were two completely different abilities of healers. Healers who can mix the effects of two or more abilities in one single spell had incredible potential.
Feeling like a new person, Henry Smith immediately stood up, and formed a sphere barrier around Marine Millers, and said in gratitude, "Thank you! Now sit back, and relax! I'll be doing the work now!"
Seeing that Henry Smith was about to be healed, and would enter the battle, I quickly dashed forward, and joined the other Scythes as to not seem suspicious because I was the only one not fighting except for him, and Marine Millers. And, thankfully, no one noticed my absence in the fight.
[ The probability of you winning now have increased. The winning rate is now 86% ]
I joined the fight because Wisdom announced an update to me.
A few seconds ago when Henry Smith's arm was in the process of healing. The raid leader Marc Mackinley, and the other Scythes were in the battle against the Goblin King Shaman.
Using their weapons to slash the goblin king, and make small all over his body, the Scythes used the hit and run tactic, while the goblin king missed most of his attacks, and only a few made contact with the Scythes. Even then they were not seriously hurt because of their armor. Annoyed, irritated, and frustrated from the Scythes tactics, his anger was directed towards them as he saw them as nothing more than pests flying around a big target to which they can do nothing, except for being irritating.
The Scythes themselves were not doing much damage to the goblin king because they had mostly exhausted their stamina fighting the goblin army. And while fighting a big target like the goblin king, they could not stay in one place for too long or that will be the end of them by the goblin king.
"You all are really starting to get on my nerves!"
The Goblin King Shaman muttered, irritatingly.
Even with their stamina nearing it's end, the Scythes did not stop for even a second, and kept attacking which made the Goblin King Shaman even more furious.
"I am done playing your pathetic games! At first I considered keeping one of you as my pet, but now I will kill all of you!"
The Goblin King Shaman yelled, furiously.
Magic circles began appearing above the Goblin King Shaman's head. Ten magic circles appeared with rune symbols, and different shapes on each of them.
"Your essence will become an offering to our Lord ________, and none of you will escape from here alive!"
The Goblin King yelled again, and unleashed different types of magic from each magic circle. Fire, Ice, Wind, Water, and Rock Magic were launched from the ten Magic Circles.
With nothing to guard themselves against such an attack, this was surely the end of the Scythes of the raid party in an E-Class Wormhole Portal with a Lord-Class Monster, led by Marc Mckinley, a C-Class Scythe. Or at least that is what everyone thought at first, when suddenly a gigantic barrier erected in front of the Scythes, protecting them from the unholy amount of damage it would have done if it had hit them. Possibly even erasing their bodies completely on impact.