She turned to Emi, her demeanor shifting back to brisk professionalism. "Continue your [Aura of Respite] while I work. It will keep him comfortable. Focus it here and here."
She tapped specific points on my torso with clinical precision. "The nervous pathways are most accessible at these junctions."
Emi nodded and stepped closer, placing her glowing hands near my chest exactly where Dr. Sandoval had indicated. The soothing warmth of her Aspect spread through me again, dulling the sharp edges of the pain.
Her face was inches from mine now, her concentration evident in the slight furrow of her brow and the determined set of her jaw.
Dr. Sandoval rummaged through a nearby cabinet, muttering to herself in Spanish. She produced a syringe filled with an iridescent blue liquid that seemed to pulse with its own inner light.
The fluid inside swirled and shifted, catching the light in ways that suggested it wasn't entirely bound by normal physical laws.
