Alvios was still for a moment, long enough to rile Jenso's fear, but he slowly pulled himself off of his blade, stumbling as some blood trickled from his mouth. [color=mediumorchid]"D-Damn...the f-fire was a little much, Jenso...a-anyway, get over here..."[/color] Alvios moved a hand over his stomach, emitting a faint light from it. His shaken breathing began to become much more steady as the wound miraculously began to close at a rapid rate.

     [color=mediumorchid]"Come on, let's get to Melina. I'll fix your arm up there."[/color] It didn't take long for Alvios' breathing to be regular now and for him to be walking with just mild exhaustion. Like impalement was just a minor inconvenience.

     Showoff.