[center][img]https://i.imgur.com/QCgTnAH.png[/img][/center] [hr][@Zeroth][@Duthguy] 

[Quote=SYSTEM:JASON]

40% EXP

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Not bad , but certainly not as good as he was expecting.  

Although he had made a prayer to the spirits of the earth, he was somewhat disheartened that he seemingly hadn't recieved an answer or sign of any kind. Regardless, he was indeed happy that he may have found something he could use to help Danny.  As he began to float toward the strange flower, he summoned his skill list, hoping to find out how much progress; if any, he'd made on his various skills.

[Will Insert list here at some point when I get to a computer]

Where did Minor Heal I come from? 

Had that been how the earth had aided him? Maybe it had tried answering him, but due to his current lack of [b][Tremor Sense][/b], he hadn't quite been able to [b]read the signs[/b]. 

[Color=darkred]"System, how did I gain Minor Heal I?"[/color] 

Awaiting its response, Jason hovered before the flower, pushing his mana into the air around him; attempting to map the flow of the light, airy mana he had felt when he first started developing the skill back in the cave.  Staying like this for several long moments (or at least until the skill ticked over) he then began looking the flower over, searching for an easily removable piece that seemingly contained a decent amount of soap.  Once he did, Jason manifested thine tip of a pseudopod with [b][Ghost Touch][/b], tearing the piece off.  Quickly, the ecto slime would weaken the strength of his [b][Ghost Touch][/b] immediately, maintaining the skill just enough that he could carry it over to Danny and press it into his friend's wound, the sticky sap then hold.  

Sapping mana off to bring himself to full with [b][Mana Drain][/b], focusing as much as he could on not losing a single whisper of Danny's mana, he pressed his pseudopod against the leaf stuck to his friend's back. Focusing his mind, making his mana surge, he called forth his memories of all the times he had used [b][Spell Chant][/b] how it felt, how it functioned, how he had used it and brought it forth.  Using [b][Guidence][/b] as the base, he began to chant in a solemn yet determined whisper, guiding the magic in and through the leaf into Danny's injured flesh. [color=darkred]"Earth guide my hand. May your [b]will[/b] merge with my own. Let this blessed union of [b]nature[/b] and [b]soul[/b] heal this wounded body."[/color]