Memory is Magic
The sound of broken windows stopped Song Yi. Then she saw that it was Ai with blood flowing to the ground. Only the years of training could help Song Yi to find a happy memory while trying to bandage Ai's wounds. She took out an orange from her pocket after some hesitation and a piece of memory went to her. It was a happy memory of Ai and her walking together.
Song Yi let it fill her mind, focused on the joy she felt at that time, calling the warm magical energy to her fingers. She put her hands on Ai, who smiled bravely at her despite her bleeding. The energy sparkled, and Ai's wound started to heal. The memory started to lose its colour, and gently faded from her mind. She noticed that Ai looked at her sadly, but Ai's life was more important to her than a memory.
Song Yi let it fill her mind, focused on the joy she felt at that time, calling the warm magical energy to her fingers. She put her hands on Ai, who smiled bravely at her despite her bleeding. The energy sparkled, and Ai's wound started to heal. The memory started to lose its colour, and gently faded from her mind. She noticed that Ai looked at her sadly, but Ai's life was more important to her than a memory.