“So if only the men get the killing magic, they’ll always be the most powerful.” My head shifted at a tilt, a hint of danger surfacing in my tone. “Because a fighter is more powerful than a healer, right?” “Right.” Daggers fired from my steel-silver eyes. His face blanched. “I mean—no, I didn’t mean—of course not. Healers are strong. Very strong! Just as powerful—more powerful, even—” “Next time you come crawling to me with an injury, I sure hope I’m not too weak and powerless to treat you.”
