Gritting her teeth, Ibven felt the sharp needle enter her skin again, in a shockingly slow and very annoying way.
—Please forgive me Miss Ibven, I promise to finish in a moment, as quickly as I can —Bella promised, with her hands trembling.
Smiling despite the pain, Ibven turned for a moment, and looking at the young woman on her back, Ibven asked her: —Take your time and do it right... My back has to endure an arduous battle in a couple of hours...
Nodding, Bella lowered her gaze again in the direction of Ibven's wound, concentrating to continue her work, while with trembling fingers Bella reinserted the sharp needle into Ibven's skin, continuing to close the wound. Bella was still a young witch and was being instructed to become a witch specialized in healing, and even though she knew
