~ Chapter 45: What needed to be done (Part 3) ~
I was breaking into a cold sweat, but I couldn't stop here. Ignoring the pain as much as I could, I pushed the bones back into place, causing red blood to gush out. Bone after bone and using only my already numbed senses, I restored my hand to how it was before. I couldn't move it, but I could feel my body accepting the new rearrangement and beginning the healing process.
When it was over, I felt my vision turn blurry, so I slapped my left cheek to keep myself from fainting.
I have to keep going... I thought and looked at my leg.
The glass of water aunty brought me slipped out of her hand and shattered on the floor into a thousand pieces.
Startled, I looked at her in surprise and saw aunty Eliza staring at me with an expression of absolute shock on her face.
“W-What are you d-doing?” she stuttered.
I took out the piece of wood from my mouth and showed her a smile.
“I'm fixing myself, but...” I said and then looked at my leg “I don't think I'll be able to do this part alone.” I looked back at her. “Please help me! Otherwise, Cassandra will die!” I begged her.
My words came as a shock to her, although, could she get any more shocked than this? I mean, she did just witness her nephew rearranging the bones in his broken arm while blood was spewing everywhere?
Aunty Eliza gulped and approached me.
I thought for a moment that she was going to start scolding me, but instead she knelt next to me and asked “What do I need to do?”
It was written on her face that it took everything in her to do this and not faint or break into a panic.
Maybe it helped her to see that I wasn't panicking like a child should in this case and instead I was actively trying to get back on my feet. Aunty Eliza was truly a kind woman despite her profession and bulky appearance. Harming enemies was something she could do with ease, but when she saw her friends and family get injured, she would freeze up like a hare in front of a fox. She would panic and turn weak, leaving herself vulnerable to whatever foes she was facing. Aunty Eliza was deathly afraid of losing her loved ones.
“Grab this part here.” I pointed at my broken leg's ankle “When I give the signal twist it to the left until my toes are up and hold it like that until I tell you to stop.”
“L-Like this?” she asked as she grabbed hold.
“Yes... Ugh, and don't let go. It's important.” I warned her.
“A-Alright.” she nodded and gulped.
I grabbed the piece of wood again and bit on it.
With a nod of my head, I confirmed that I was ready and aunty twisted my leg. The pain rushed through me, numbing my senses and forcing me to groan and bite hard. I tried my best to keep myself from screaming, but it was too much to bear. I let go of a few muffled shouts, but I continued the process of rearranging my bones.
The pain... was horrible, but I had to do it. I had to endure it no matter what! I had lived in this world for only ten years now, but I during this time I learned what it meant to have a good family and a precious little sister. No matter what, I wasn't going to lose them! I wasn't going to fail them!
It was so painful, my hands were shaking out of control. I was crying and screaming in the piece of wood, but... but I couldn't give up now, I couldn't stop.
From the open wound on my thigh, when I was able to push back the bone into place, blood spurted out and a few drops landed on aunty's left cheek. Her hands were drenched in the stuff, but all this time, she didn't say a single word, yet I was certain that this scene must have shocked her terribly.
Who wouldn't be after witnessing their ten years-old nephew going through the process of rearranging their own broken bones?
When it was over, I fell on my back and heaved. My whole body was trembling, I was covered in cold sweat, and my eyes were foggy from the tears.
I had done it!
This healing ability sure is something! I can already feel it working! I thought and slowly clenched my right hand into a fist.
If I had been a normal child, I would have died from the blood loss alone. I didn't even want to think about infections and other stuff like that which normally occured after a procedure like this.
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