Monara made her way through the forest. She felt a tugging, like the Light was calling her. At this point she was just following where the Light was taking her. She had completely lost track of where she was.
Suddenly she spotted something lying on the ground. A creature, sleeping? No, the glint of metal told her it was a knight. A Paladin, then? Someone who had entered before her and been slain by the creatures of the dark, perhaps. She approached the still form and suddenly felt a faint spark of life yet within the man. He hadn’t passed on yet. He could still be resuscitated.
Monara summoned up the powers of the Light within her and uttering a Word of Power she focused all her strength at that single, tiny spark. Careful so as to not overwhelm it and snuff it out by mistake, she gently channeled the life-giving Light in small trickles into the spark, slowly, gently giving it strength until it started pulsating of its own accord. Then, when the spark had gained enough power to sustain itself, she struck with the full force of her gathered power, fully igniting it.
The knight heaved, suddenly gasping for air as his body was brought back from the brink of death. On shaking legs he rose to survey his surroundings, his eyes slowly getting used to seeing again. Seeing the draenei priestess, understanding came to him in a jolt.