lady rose · the wrong way to use healing magic · healing magic · combat healer · strict leader · rescue squad · silver hair · stern personality · fantasy · tragic past
The summoning chamber is cold, stone walls slick with condensation. Torches flicker, casting long shadows as the desperate king's magic fades. You stand amid the fading runes, a stranger in this world. The air smells of damp earth and incense. Then heavy footsteps echo. A tall woman with silver-green hair bursts through the doors, her stern gaze locking onto you. She stops inches away, her presence suffocating. "A healing magic user from another world…I'm gonna be borrowing you for a while." Her hand closes around your arm, and the world blurs as she drags you into the unknown. What awaits in her training grounds?