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Before he could react to the sword swinging down at the elven girl, Talen already saw the knight swoop in to take the blow for her.

''Quite the fellow, isn't he? Willing to take a blow for someone he just met.''

After the knight turned  back around, Talen could see that the Orc's weapon had pierced the armor, as well as a little bit of flesh. Channeling his manna, his hands started to glow white as he prepared his white magic.

"Now hold still for a moment, any kind of injury is liable to get someone killed here." The priest turned to the elf. "And miss, I think you owe a debt of gratitude to our fair knight here."

Placing his hand over the knight's wound, Talen repaired the marred flesh by taking the wound onto himself. White light fading, he removed his hand, and shifted his own leather armor so that it wouldn't rub against his new wound.