Re: The Destroyer
Smoker wasn't responding, and Rowan knew in her heart that Smoker was a goner. She flashed to Michaela, Arthur. Then further back to before the war, mostly traffic accidents, some shootings along the Maryland Turnpike and in the clubs and bars and convenience stores. Jason took over and Rowan and Jane stepped aside to let him work.
Now, Jason was not a Templar. He had not been blessed by Simon, not been welcomed into the knighthood. Yet, the Saints worked in mysterious ways, they already subverted the laws of time and space. They bestowed their blessings however they chose, and it seemed they chose Jason.
His hands began to glow, something they'd never done before. They got so bright it was like he had two spotlights in his hands shining down on Smoker's wounds. After a moment they could smell burned hair and ozone, see feathers of static electrical bolts strobed down onto the body beneath him.
Life returned into Smoker's lifeless body. The wounds on his head and torso were healed. His left leg was still hurt (Heavy Wound) and Rowan was now out of healing poultices, but he was alive!