CREST POV
He held my wrist and pointed his eyes at the wound I made in my palm.
"It's you?" His eyes widened in disbelief.
"The witches were talking about you!" he exclaimed again, at my face.
He paused, looking back and forth to the wound on his side, then to the blood flowing from the wound on my hand, then to my face.
"The one who was blessed by the Moon Goddess herself, a power of its own blood that heals any wound!" he stated in one gasp.
'Yeah, it's me' I uttered in my mind. I don't know if I should tell him or not, but I guess I have no choice that now he personally sees what I have done.
I huffed uncomfortably and pulled my hand back slowly, as i saw that he had been healed, but he sighed and pulled my hand closer to his lips, licking the cut I made.
"You can heal others,
