Bringing Kyra inside of the building, I knelt beside her, assessing her injuries more closely. Her leg was definitely broken, the skin around the surrounding break was already turning an angry purple, but apart from that the head wound had mostly stopped bleeding, but it would need cleaning to prevent anymore infection from spreading.
"Okay, I can't fix the break, but I might be able to ease the pain a bit and stop the swelling. Is it okay if I use some magic on you?"
I spoke as if I was trying to sound more confident to cheer her up but truthfully I haven't practiced anything related to healing magic, so I'm just going to wing it in all honesty.
Kyra hesitated for a moment, her eyes searching mine. Finally, she gave a small nod. "Okay... I trust you."
Her words sent a pang through my chest. She trusted me, and here I was, hiding the truth about my objective.
But I pushed that guilt aside.
