Word of Mira's miraculous healing spread quickly. Soldiers who had been on the brink of death stood again, their weapons clutched tightly as they returned to the fight. The infirmary that was filled with people holding on to dear life, now saw warriors leaving with their weapons in hand.
When she stepped outside, her magic unconsciously stretched out, healing all those it came in contact with. Soon, she was out of energy, and the brilliant glow surrounding her faded. She collapsed onto a nearby bench, her entire body ached, even then, the sight of the soldiers she had saved filled her with a deep sense of accomplishment.
One of the orc healers approached her soon after, rushing t her side while accompanied by others. "Mira, are you okay?" She asked.
"I'm fine," Mira said, offering her a tired smile. "Just… tired."
The orc knelt beside her, her expression filled with gratitude. "You've done more than anyone could have asked. You saved countless lives today."
