“Huh. Interesting. I think I remember reading about that once. Coincidentally now, I’m more proficient in offensive and defensive magic, but I haven’t done anything well enough to heal myself much.” He tried the same magic that Nessa did and applied it to her, but it only seemed to restore a little amount of energy to her. They were coming across a nice site to set up shelter for the night, it seemed they were only a day or two’s walking from their village home, but now they’d have to rest, it seemed. “Well, anything else you wanna say? I’d want to get a good sparring session in before we go to sleep, if you don’t mind. I do want to help you overcome Ambrose, really, but I think that it would be better if…” He thought for a second. “…you know, everyone pitches in and helps each other to overcome something. But I’m getting philosophical now, hehe. I’ll see what you’re made of in just a minute.” He said, and with a wave of his hand, it glowed, and magic flowed through the site around them and assembled a makeshift tent made out of the natural elements. Max pushed it a bit, and yet it still seemed stable. “Well, there we go! Hopefully it’s not too dirty, miss Nessa?”