Jason's Pov
Everything was going all well until one calculation of mine went wrong and her blade slashed right over my torso. I let out a choked gasp and stumbled backward, falling to the floor as blood pooled out from the wound.
"Oh my goodness! Jason!" My mother yelled as she rushed over to me and knelt beside me and reached toward my wounded chest to try to stop the flow of blood.
"Shit." She muttered under her breath. Her emerald green eyes filled with worry as she widened the torn part of my shirt and winced at the sight of the injury as she pulled off the entire fabric from my body.
"Don't worry it's not that deep, it will heal," I said to reassure her as I tried getting up but she put her hands firmly on my shoulders keeping me down.
"Keep still." She commanded me as she placed the back of her hands on top of my wound and closed her eyes, concentrating and sending waves of magic into it.
