Some relief entered Janius' mind. Hopefully now Zharanthixil wouldn't be in a position to harm anyone. If the Elder and the Treeminder had decided that his prejudices had become a problem, perhaps they would try to teach him otherwise and hopefully take steps to heal his mind. It wasn't a guarantee, but for now it was sufficient. 

"Yes, Meesei is probably the best mage I know, but she's also wise. She wouldn't harm anyone if it wasn't needed. She'll see to Sabine's injuries." Janius replied, his eyes following Kaleeth's. He looked to meet her smile and couldn't hold back a smile of his own, a genuine one. He had completely forgotten about the wamasu hatchling in all the excitement. "Quite. Though, I'm not sure if they would have adopted the thing by now. It seemed to be giving them enough mischief earlier this morning." Janius let go of one of Kaleeth's hands and walked back to the village by her side.

Tunxeek walked back with Thorantilth, Meesei and Sabine, but stayed with Meesei and Sabine for a while with a suspicion. When the signs made his suspicion more valid, he licked one side of his teeth in thought and leaned forward to look at Sabine's face while they walked. "Sabine, are you breathing okay?"

Breathing shallowly through an open mouth due to a blocked nose and with her face still marked by streaks of tears, Sabine looked at Tunxeek with a small amount of surprise. Her eyes looked down and around, as if searching for an answer, then looked back at him. She slowly shook her head and placed her hand over her wounded side. She didn't seem panicked by it, rather she thought she was just cramped and was waiting for the pain to go away. It wasn't excruciating with Meesei's treatment after all.

Swiftly, Tunxeek shifted in front of Meesei and walked backwards, leaning forward to get a look at where Sabine had placed her hand. He found a large welt that seemed to be slowly shrinking with Meesei's magic. There was something else though. "Meesei," Tunxeek started cautiously, while he looked at the wound, "I do not think to doubt your healing, but I think you may need to focus on this part if Sabine is to attempt the trial again soon." He looked up, at Meesei's face, "Rib has broken."

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"I suppose I cou-oof!"

The wamasu must have been a trained assassin with its accuracy. Fendros' back was sent to the ground like a plank. After the initial shock of the landing hitting the wind from his lungs, he coughed and looked up to his chest to behold the creature's little face. From this angle it looked like it was smiling. Fendros had a look of surprise. His pride had taken a scratch, but once he got his breath back, he grinned along with Ahnasha's laughter. "Why do I get the feeling this won't be the last time this happens?" Fendros groaned.

If anything was going to brighten his mood after the earlier events, seeing Fendros getting accosted by the daredevil wamasu hatchling from afar was certainly just that for Janius. He was still chuckling by the time he and Kaleeth reached them. "Thinks it's a bird of prey, does it?" Janius asked.

Fendros slowly blinked and looked at Janius with a high brow. Still laying comfortably where he landed. "Its got good aim, I'll give it that. How did your chat with the Master-Hunter go?"

Janius hesitated. With a sigh, his expression darkened and he looked to the ground.

"Not well?" Fendros hazarded, showing some concern as well.