Healing?

"Can you walk?" he asked her. There was just enough emphasis on the last word to suggest that he wasn't talking about a stroll down the stairs.

"I don't…" The pounding in her head had subsided, but only slightly. "I don't think I…"

Jace placed a hand on her shoulder and concentrated, muttering sounds under his breath that were not words. For an instant, it felt as though something rose from within his chest, tingled its way through his arm, and vanished. His shoulders slumped; he felt- not weak, but certainly weaker than he had a moment before.

"How about now? And I suggest you say 'yes,' because if not, you're damn well stuck here. I'm not wasting any more mana on you."

"I can walk," she snapped at him.

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Agents of Artifice, Chapter 14