Magi stood there, thinking for a moment, whether or not he could trust these people fully, he should help them. He followed Vivian quietly and looked around at all of the sick and injured, watched as she healed a child's burns while damaging herself. He wondered just how anyone could harm themselves for others, and expect nothing in return. He then remembered his own father, how selfless he was in raising him, helping others. He then decided for once in his life, he'd do what his father would do, he would help them without expecting any pay whatsoever. He walked over to a man lying on a bed, bloody gauze wrapped around his leg, bone poking the bandage ever so slightly. He knelt beside the bed and placed his hand over the man's leg, "Sanaret..."He said, the green glow surfacing around his hand once more "Instaurabo...Os..." The glow turned from green to a light purple, he placed his hand on the man, his broken leg slowly beginning to mend itself. In a few seconds, the leg had completely healed and the wound had closed. Magi stood, "This man...is healed..He will need rest.." He told the nurse standing beside him, she simply blinked in disbelief, having known him to have came in with a broken leg. She removed the gauze, and Magi was right, the leg had completely healed. The nurses began carting him around like he was some kind of toy, watching and telling him to heal all sorts of wounds, ranging from infected gashes to broken ribs.