AMELIA’s POV
Ivana used her broom to struck the hand, as it put up a fight trying to crawl up the broom to lunged at Ivana. She muttered some words, and the hand became paralysed immediately.
“It's the hand, the one that attacked me at the portal.” I whispered.
“You're bleeding badly.” She muttered, as she dropped the broom and came to me. She sat me on the bed, while she stood to bring a mashed, green gooey substance. She wiped off the blood, and I gasped when I saw how deep the wound was, it would leave a scar. It claws really went deep.
I hissed from the biting sensation I felt when she applied the gooey substance.
“Sorry, it’ll only hurt a little.” She assured.
“What's this?”
“It's a healing paste, made by an ancient divine herb maker. It was discovered by the grand witch. We w
