Professor Vaelem leaned over Leo, who lay on the infirmary bed, his hands glowing faintly with healing magic.
Vaelem's eyes narrowed, scanning Leo's body. "You know," he muttered, voice filled with disbelief, "I was shocked at your healing factor. I Thought you'd need months to recover fully, but three days? Not a single scratch on you, kid." He sighed, the glow fading as he stepped back. "Checkup done. Energy levels are back to normal. You're a freak of nature."
Isolde, standing nearby, tilted her head. "Can you walk, Leonhardt?"
Leo sat up, rolling his shoulders. "I'm fine. Completely." He swung his legs off the bed, standing with a slight wobble.
Liana stepped forward, silently helping him slip into a shirt.
As Leo adjusted the collar, Gidon's voice rumbled, "You three kids did one hell of a job saving most of the students. But you three took the worst injuries. You were in rough shape, maybe worse than the others, but those two? Their healing is slower compared to you."
