Raelynn stretched her arms above her head, appreciating the lightness in her body after days of discomfort. The once-ugly bruises on her back had faded, leaving only faint traces. It was amazing how effective Sloane's ointment had been. Every morning and night, without fail, Sloane had diligently rubbed it on her skin until the pain faded away.
Now, a week later, Raelynn felt like herself again. She sat on the edge of her bed, smiling as Sloane stood in front of her, holding her medical bag with a triumphant grin.
"Congratulations, Miss Moore," Sloane said with a grin. "You're officially fine and healed now, and my first task is a success!"
"Are you sure about that?" Elion's voice cut through the room, calm but skeptical.
