After they finished eating, Flora stood before Maia and cracked her knuckles.
She glared at the scar below Maia's neck, her hands extended to it.
"Heal…"
Flora closed her eyes. Thin tendrils of vines crawled all over the scar. A green glow of plant essence covered her hand, travelling through the vines, delivered directly to the surface of the scar tissue.
"Ah~" Maia moaned, her eyes closed.
Flora's warm magic tickled her skin, giving rise to a pleasurable sensation around her neck.
"What is this?"
The thin tendrils moved independently of each other, appearing almost sentient as they carefully massaged the damaged flesh, coaxing the scarred tissue to soften and dissolve.
The sight of which made Misho feel disgusted.
"…"
Flora didn't answer him.
Thirty minutes later, Flora slowly opened her eyes. She released a thick breath of air and lazily turned her head to Misho.
"Master… I'm tired…"
