Again, Hal-Neesa demonstrated her immense magical prowess, but this time in the area of restoration. Sabine was as awed as Meesei was as she looked on. Evidently there was little to no need for Meesei or Sabine's skills in light of Neesa's treatment. As well as this, Neesa's description of her own family forged a true veneer of her as, not just a disconnected and bloodthirsty vampire, but one who still knew what compassion meant. It made Sabine less afraid to be in her presence beyond just having her as an ally of convenience and extortion.

"When did you last see them?" Sabine asked after a pause.

Outside of the catacombs, Janius opted to stop at the throne room and place Fendros on one of the tables before transforming back into human form and trying to rouse him. "Fendros, Fendros, wake up." Janius started by tapping Fendros' cheek and shaking him, before combining the two and hearing the groan of a result. Fendros opened his eyes and felt an immense soreness in his legs and neck. After rubbing his neck uncomfortably and slowly sitting up, he remembered the situation and his face instantly reverted to worry. He looked to Janius, "Rhazii, where is he?"

"He's being treated in the catacombs with the others, calm down," Janius reccomended. "He had some bad burns by the looks, but Neesa and Meesei are both powerful mages. He's not going to die."

"I saw the burns, I have to see for myself."

Fendros tried to get down off the table, but Janius slowed him down with one hand. "Easy, easy, I've never seen you run that fast for that long before. Don't stumble."

"Get out of my way!" Fendros whispered sharply, hitting Janius' hand out of the way and walking briskly to the previously forbidden door. He quickly found that his legs didn't quite respond as fast as he expected and staggered halfway there. He took Janius' advice to slow down from then on, but Janius stayed right behind him just in case.

The two came upon the room that housed all of the injured and spotted the table that Ahnasha, Meesei and Sabine were gathered around. "How is he?" Fendros asked while closing the distance with his sluggish legs. His anger had mostly dissipated from Fendros' outward expression. He just looked exhausted and worried from head to toe.