Fuma knocked on his captains door and when allowed entry he walked in, yet he happened to be carrying a towel this time. Placing it on the table he backed up a bit and bowed. "I wish to show you something." Was all he said, when all of a sudden he took out a knife and stabbed himself in the chest four times before dropping the knife on the ground, while his blood gushed out of his body. Holding his hands together in a prayer like state and keeping a calm expression despite the fact he was probably losing a shit ton of blood. "Ten haaku" All of a sudden, two giant glowing hand appeared out of thin air cupping around him, they then vanished and his stab marks were gone and he was no longer bleeding. "It heals major injuries, but doesn't heal minor injuries it doesn't consider life threatening, like paper cuts." Fuma said as he grabbed the towel on the desk and then wiped the floor splattered with his blood, clean. Standing up with a now red towel that was once white. "To use it, you have to put forth a decent bit of your energy and hold your hands like I did. Almost like you are pray for this to go away, and then the hands form, and pretty much you hope it heals, as if it finds it non life threatening, it will drain much of your energy. I consider this a sign that, it's telling you to not waste your energy on small wounds when you could use it on major ones. Anyway that was all."