Jules' pov
"Your hair… it's white." Roy whispered when I crouched beside his weak form on the ground and I gasped as I reached up and felt up my hair. I glanced over at the mirror demarcation at the far end of the tunnel and a shocked feeling engulfed me. My hair had returned back to its natural state, down to the length and color.
I glanced down at Roy and chuckled softly. "My powers got taken but they came back after I finished killing my father." I explained to him as I held my hand over him and began to heal him. Healing now feels like something familiar to me, and I felt the powers shrug through me in no time. It appeared like Roy had his leg and arm broken before I arrived.
After fully healing him, his shock was very obvious. "Holy shit. You can heal as well? And did you say you finished killing your father? So that means this is all over?!" He asked as I helped him up and I shrugged, feeling extremely gloomy and sad.
