Gab tapped his fingers against his knee, waiting for any update on the guy he just dropped off. He wasn’t sure why he was still here—maybe it was curiosity, or maybe he just wasn’t the type to walk away after getting involved in something.
His thoughts were interrupted when a nurse approached him.
"Excuse me, sir. The man you brought in—he’s a Gifted, correct?"
Gab blinked. "Yeah, I think so. Why?"
The nurse nodded, as if she expected the answer. "Then we’ll need to call for a healer. Regular medical treatment isn’t as effective for Gifted patients. Their bodies react differently to medicine, and injuries that would be life-threatening for normal people can sometimes be stabilized with the right healing magic."
She turned away, pulling out a tablet and typing something. "Luckily, one
