[b]Niti Laevis[/b]

A fortress of medical books surrounded Niti as he plowed through numerous pages. Dark bags formed under his unusually tired eyes. It wasn’t long before his head drooped and promptly smacked against the table. 

“Gah! I’m awake!” He yelped, jolting back up as a  piece of paper clung to his forehead. Erg, what time is it? Dazed, Niti quietly looked around before his eyes closed in on a nearby clock. 

Oh, isn’t about time he-- Ah crap! Didn’t he promise Yuuka that he’ll train with her? He was going to, but with a whirlwind of events happening (like nearly being blown up, Sage being arrested, the guild nearly being closed down, and Anna’s mysterious reveal about Jeanne), he completely forgot and spent most of his time either studying or panicking. While research and knowledge are all dandy and well, theories are as useful as throwing pebbles in the Grand Magic Games. Besides... Niti looked at the ground, deep in thought. He really needed to get stronger.
 
Quickly closing all his books and pushing them into a messy pile, he dashed right out of the library room, leaving a trail of dust in his wake, as he ran through the halls of the guild.
 
“YUUUUUKKKKAAAA, I’M SORRY! TRAIN WITH ME!” He called out with teary eyes. Suddenly, he paused; a thought suddenly struck him. “AND SOMEONE TEACH ME THEIR HEALING MAGIC! GIVE ME THE INJURED!”