Li had casted [Tranquility]. A flutter of green leaves materialized and swirled around Ivo's form, and each time they circled around him, the old man's skin grew healthier, tauter, less wrinkled. His back became less and less hunched. The milky blindness in his eyes faded more and more. Even his teeth began to grow back. His atrophied limbs filled out, growing to the limits of what his once loose and dirty robes would allow.
All this, because Li restored the immense amount of life force he must have sacrificed to protect his way of life. No, not restored, returned. Li had merely paid back the debt that the man had paid to nature.
Ivo stood up tall, almost reaching Li's height.
