Resolute, Claire set to work, her hands moved with a grace that seemed almost ordinary. She had honed her skills over years of practice, mastering the delicate art of healing magic. With a careful touch, she applied her hidden powers to Jamie's wounds, channelling energy through her fingertips. As the magic flowed from Claire's hands, a subtle shimmer enveloped Jamie's injuries, but to the untrained eye, it appeared as nothing more than the natural ebb and flow of light. Claire's magic had a way of concealing itself, weaving seamlessly into the fabric of the world, leaving no visible trace of its presence.