Aeris gave a small chuckle, Mordred was a opponent worthy of a knight's time, he seemed distracted by something, it was his time to punish him for his carelessness, but just before he could deliver a sharp blow right through his heart Mordred glanced back at Aeris and fell back, Aeris only managed a small cut to his clothing as they retreated, he descended to regroup with the others. It was clear we already had a casualty, perhaps it was gods will, nevertheless, they pressed on into Ishaena, on the way there Aeris found out more about the Lalafell known as Yoal, it made sense something about him was different from the other enforcers, now he knows why, he was not one at all.

When they finally reached the city they were told to [i]'blend in'[/i], quite difficult if you're quite literally a knight with wings, but Aeris didn't mind playing along, he listened in to Julia's conversation with Cheif Yoal, his voice, his presence, even the very aura of his soul was different, his intentions felt 'sound' but he could not be fully certain, though his actions certainly seem to suggest so.

He then glanced around and noticed Ming, her leg was injured quite badly, when they reached the city, they have a few minutes of respite, he quickly gave her a hand after she asked if anyone had healing magic, their time was short so he had to do it fast.

"Let me take a look at that."

He then examined the wound, how deep it was, it seemed it was quite [i]'fucked up'[/i] for lack of a better term.

"This might sting, but only a little, stand still."

He hovered his hand over it and a bright light underneath glowed, he passed over the wound several times, and when he removed his hand the wound was completely healed over.

"It's healed over, good as new."

He then checked his armor and equipment and prayed to God briefly, after this he felt ready to keep moving.