"It's rot. Of some kind." Loki scowled. Why had it done that? There was nothing in the seidr configuration that should have led to this. And healing wasn't like illusions, it couldn't just be dispelled if you were wrong. You had to try again and pray it didn't get worse.

It wasn't as bad as what had happened when they were thirteen, but it was still aggravating. Another attempt to heal, a few threads banished the green in favor of restoring healthy pink flesh. Still slashed, probably hurt like being slashed all over again, but no longer green at least.