I looked at the boy from the ship in awe. "He moved so quickly... was... that the work of magic...?" I wondered, I glanced at the tiger, encased in ice. "Amazing..." I muttered. I was taken away from my moment of relief and wonder from the pained cries of the crew member. I looked over at him. I didn't have any training in medicine, but it looked way too bad for something as simple as basic first aid to deal with. There had to be something I could do... I had healed injuries in the past... I could do it now, couldn't I?
I rushed to the crew member quickly, after slinging my bow around my shoulder. I held onto my locket, my heart hammering against my chest, the beat thrumming against my ears. I took a deep breath and calmed myself. I closed my eyes and reached within. I could feel a source of power, something that had always been there, but something that I had never been able to tap into before. I slowly reached out with my free hand, it was covered with a pink aura. Slowly, pink ribbons of energy flowed from my fingers and slowly wrapped around the crew member where he was injured. The smaller cuts began to seal, and the bleeding from the more severe wounds began to slow. I was quickly growing tired, but I held on for as long as I possibly could to help the man. But after a minute, I fell to my knees gasping for air.