128 The Legend 4yr

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"How do you feel?" Han Jin asked softly.
"Your magic is so strange!" Guevara smiled and looked at his right hand. No matter how he looked at it, he was a cripple now. There were holes in both his palms, from which one could see through to the other side. He didn't just lose muscle, but he had also lost his bones. Even more startling was the black-red muscles warping around the wounds, making his hands look all the more hideous.
Though among the thousands of Daoist charms, there were said to be healing charms potent enough to bring a dead man to life and grow flesh on bones, it was beyond Han Jin's competence at present. Even if he could use them, he would not do it without considering the pros and cons. It is good to help others, but one must consider whether the price is worth it.
"Give me your left hand," Han Jin said.
Guevara reached out his left hand to Han Jin and glanced around. "Why are you all standing around me? I am just a useless old man now."
"Sir, can you... still hol