Kyle got Seloise, the elf healer, comfortably settled into a room near the village center.
The space had been cleared and prepared in advance, stocked with herbs and supplies the elf might need.
Once the healer had freshened up and rested for a few minutes, Kyle didn't waste time.
"There's someone I'd like you to examine. He's already been treated, but I want to be sure."
Kyle said.
Seloise nodded.
"Lead the way."
Kyle took him to Rin—Racheal's younger brother.
The boy, once bound to a bed and barely responsive due to severe mana burns, now sat upright, legs swinging off the edge of the bed.
His eyes were bright with energy, though a bit tired. He smiled weakly when he saw Kyle, who offered a rare, gentle smile in return.
Seloise crouched beside the boy and placed a hand gently over his chest. A faint green glow lit up his palm as he closed his eyes. After a long moment, he stood, brushing dust from his robes.
"He'll be fine."
Seloise said.
