The Promise of Purity

A single solace will avail me not For how long I have solely fought Without a tank or enough defense, When all your hits are that intense. A regen never heals enough For when your hits are always tough as What the tanks are meant to take. But if I fail, it’s “my mistake.” And so I weave a medica II With regen and asylum too In hopes to heal beyond my need. I healed because none healed me.