"Using holy power to heal a wound hurts more than you can imagine," I exclaimed, writhing in pain as Erios continued his healing process.
"When you apply medicines, they take time to affect the internal wounds, sometimes weeks, but holy power works differently," he continued.
"Holy power immediately starts to affect the internal injury. Sometimes, when people with broken bones seek the temple's aid, the priests' use of holy power can cause them to scream in pain, even creating the illusion of an earthquake. That's how excruciating it can be."
I bit my lip to endure the pain, but it was almost unbearable. My fingertips clutched at my crumpled dress.
"Master, are you okay?" Erios asked, noticing my distress. He attempted to reduce the intensity of his power, but I stopped him.
