《Diary of Erica Kron》Day 11
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I can’t heal my arm.
It doesn’t matter how much mana I pour into it or whatever else I do with it I can’t restore my arm. I was able to heal it up to where that spell had eaten through it, but not beyond.
It doesn’t hurt either, usually, you would expect to feel some phantom pains from a missing arm but I don’t. It is almost like the arm was never there to begin with.
When I talked to Mest about it he said that I’m incredibly lucky to be alive right now. The enchantment on the arrow must have been an incredibly dangerous thing developed to take out powerful mana based creatures, of course when they got strong enough it just stopped working on them entirely so it was mostly deemed a failure despite the fact that it works just fine against most mana based creatures. Mest also said something along the lines of it being incredibly expensive to create and at best only working once per enchantment, so it is unlikely they would have had more than one.
He isn’t sure exactly how it works, just that it somehow messes up the blueprint of the body the creature affected by it has. The end result of that is I can’t heal my arm through traditional means.
What this means is that the man that shot me was there to kill me, and I was in the wrong place at the wrong time. If I hadn't burned my Fate I would be dead, but a missing arm isn’t too bad, I can make a replacement one out of plants while I try to figure out how to actually fix this problem. I guess that’s what I’m doing tomorrow.
Other than figure all of that out I spent most of my time healing people. All of the injured were brought to this hospital in the middle of town, I spent from lunchtime on there healing the worst of the injured.
Anyway, Good Night Diary.
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