Something was following them, Nero could feel it just as much as all the others. He heard the elf ask but not get any definite answer. Then he saw the arrow fly, and land for a second in the air before the invisibility wore off. As soon as he saw the weapon fly, Nero drew his own blade. When he saw what it was his mind flashed back to several old tomes on the subject his grandfather had owned. He knew that this was going to be a true battle, so he began to draw the dual god and shadow symbol in the air. It took him a bit, but then he thrust his blade into the ground and closed his eyes.

When he opened his eyes they were in the pattern of the yin yang symbol that he had drawn and he was bursting with energy. He drew his blade from the ground and stood in a somewhat schizophrenic stance that combined the dark randomness of half the technique with the purposeful order of the other. He began to fight in a whirlwind of dark and light, striking several different chimera at once in the same most vulnerable spots. His fighting, which took out one of the largest counts of the enemy, was noticed as a black and white blur, mixing with red as blood soaked into the blade's channels specifically made for blood.

When he came too from his battle fury he realized that he was almost passed out with exhaustion and that he was covered in wounds. As he walked over to the  healers he looked down at him blade and some runic channels that were stained with blood. Stopping he began to read the runes softy out loud and his blade began to glow. Slowly the blood on the blade disappeared and Nero began to feel revitalized. His most gruesome wounds began to stitch themselves back together and he wasn't quite as exhausted, physically or magically, si this allowed him to wait a bit to see his wounds taken care of, and he began to help gather plants and stuff for the healers.

[b][Nero gains the spell blood revitalization, as he fights his enemies small bits of blood soak into his blade which he can use to replenish his mana and health.][/b]

When it finally came to Nero's turn to be healed the healer was surprised at how much he had done. He was still covered in small wounds and the active work he had done had repeatedly torn apart the tender scar tissue as it had knit back together, and he had been in fact one of the most grievously wounded among them. Only his new spell and residual toughness from his battle spell had kept him from collapsing.