Blitz – Hyper Potion
Blitz was breathing erratically, eyes clenched shut and shivering all over with pain. He'd won that fight, yes, but at a cost. He'd broken down as soon as Master had allowed it and was waiting for relief – whether in the form of unconsiousness or healing he did not care about right then. Master's hands were torture on his tattered body, testing and probing, finding every injury he had obtained. Blitz endured it without complain, merely moaning helplessly, control over his voice long gone.
Finally he felt the cold metal of the hyper potion's injector at his throat and the needle's sting and familiar whizzing sound a second later. He hissed as the potion burned through his body, healing him so fast that one could watch his wounds close within mere moments. It wasn't a pleasant procedure, but much preferable to the alternative. Recovering the old-fashioned way took ages, and one never knew if complications were to show up along the way.
He opened his eyes to watch the last of his damage disappear, though he was still blood stained and his clothes remained torn, obviously. Master looked down at him with approval, waiting for Blitz to pull himself to his feet. He managed and didn't even stagger too badly. He was used to the after effects of the potion, his body tingled a bit and phantom pain haunted his limbs, but that would pass soon enough, faster if he moved.
“Well done, Blitz.”
The Luxray smiled weakly, too exhausted to present the wide grin his victory deserved. “Thank you, Master.”
