[b]Niti Laevis[/b]

“Jeanne. Hana.” 

A steady voice called out. Niti made his way across the barren crater as he could still feel the heat rising from the ashen ground made by a catastrophic attack. He looked even paler than before; his skin looked as if it was drained of blood. Red hair stood prominent against the dark ground and even more blackening skies. Having to reinforce the bubble barrier and making sure it holds as long as possible was no easy feat. It did a number on Niti and his magical reserves, but that didn’t stop him. If his guildmates are on the battlefield, then this is where he stays – right along with them in this mass of chaos. 

Steadily, his gaze shifted from the brilliant series of onslaughts in battle to Jeanne who slept on a bed of overwhelming petals. He didn’t even need to look at her to tell that her own flesh was burnt since, no matter how many cherry blossoms were in the air, it could never mask the scent of burning hair and skin set ablaze. 

“Hana, help the lovely archer. You can leave Jeanne with me. So…” Niti let out an obviously forced grin and innocently tilted his head.  However, forcing happiness was too much effort as he instantly dropped the look, opting for peeved instead. “Make sure you kick that falsified god’s ass off his copper throne. Jeanne… “ He trailed off as he leveled eyes with Hana. “…She was hurt from all his god crap.” 

Niti quickly turned away from the battle, focusing on Jeanne. He took a deep breath, readying himself as he concentrated his magic.

“Healing Chrysalis.”

With a swipe of one hand over Jeanne’s battered body, a large number of bubbles were conjured. All together, they wrapped themselves around the Archangel until her prone figure was completely submerged in bubbles. The bubbly bath shined with luminance despite what little light the sky has to offer. A few petals from the flower bed floated within, adding an aromatic factor, while the bubbles pushed against the injuries and any tensed muscles. Not only was this spell like a massage to a weakened body, the soapy substances also acted as gentle disinfectants to the wounds and increase the healing rate exponentially.
  
Whatever attacks that may come, the bubbles that had encased her would be her cocoon – protecting something precious until the living treasure blooms anew.