"Well, we can't let you go a whole night withoug dancing, now can we." Ernie wove the spells together, enveloping Zacharias' wrist in a lavender glow; one for the bone, one for the bruising, one for pain, and one to protect the muscle and soft tissue from the bone as it healed. Healing magic for Ernie was almost like a dance in itself, the spells coming together and flowing over his patient like a symphony and pushing body parts into motion.
"So while that does its thing, what really happened? Is it anything I need to worry about it?" He smirked. "If it was a fight, I hope the other guy looks worse."