Skylar narrowed his eyes and lifted the hand holding the umbrella with a subtle push upward.
Seemingly with a will of its own, the umbrella floated upward slightly and held itself still above the two of them, shielding them perfectly from the rain.
Under its cover, Skylar gently unfolded Olivia's palm into his own and swiftly formed a mudra with his free hand.
"Pure blood, do not spill; impure blood, do not rise…"
With the spell, a stream of spiritual energy spread forth. Olivia felt a warm current envelop her stinging wound, and when she looked down at it, the once-torn skin had slowly begun to mend. The blood marks gradually faded.
Though not fully restored, the healed wound was no longer at risk of infection.
Olivia had firmly told herself to draw the line with Skylar, but now, her heart was thudding wildly again because of his simple, careful act.
She bit her lip hard and silently cursed herself for being so soft. It was just a bit of mystic arts technique, and it wasn't like Skylar was the only one in the world who could do it.
Shannon could do it too! And so could Elliot!
She, Olivia Bailes, was not some inexperienced, wide-eyed newbie. She wasn't going to be won over by such a small trick!
With that thought, her expression stiffened even more. When Skylar looked at her again, she had plastered on a polite, professional smile. "Thank you, Mr Rutherford. You may leave now."
Staring at the smile on her face, Skylar fell silent for a moment before saying, "Don't smile like that. It looks fake."
Having seen her genuine, carefree smile, he could instantly tell this was a fake. He'd never want to see her force that smile at him.
Olivia's lips stiffened after hearing his comment. She barely resisted the urge to snap back at him.
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