She raced to the bathroom sink and tried to inspect the wound closer. She figured that cleaning it would help inspect better but as soon as it was cleaned it started rapidly close. She watched her wound heal within the span of seconds right in front of her eyes.
What the hell was that she wondered to herself but figured that it was just a remnant from the Shadow men's attacks. She would have to ask the ancestors or Maleek about it as soon as she returned home. He would know what the issue was.
She was still slightly weak, but her healed wound seemed to be just what she wanted. She even had a scar. Her first scar. The was a part of her that feared an instrument that could leave a scar on an Orisha but another part of her that was giddy at the fact that her body wound bare a permanent reminder of her first true victory. These were simply her first battle wounds.
