Three minutes was the maximum Shinto could keep his unique magicks active, but little did Lorenzo know that this unique healing spell that he had used to aid Lorenzo in healing Lannit was far more than your average Cleanse spell. In appearance, it was cleanse, but it was far more complex than that. It drew from Shinto’s aether and it manipulated the life force of its designated target.  By both working with each other, it served as an enhancer for white magicks, which was evident by Lorenzo’s use of that magick.

As Lorenzo had begun using his own healing spells, Shinto noted that it was working. He could sense Lannit’s life force was slowly returning to him. His color was slowly returning and Shinto saw a shimmer of life in his eyes. It wouldn’t be long now.

One minute left and Shinto could feel himself wavering. He slipped for a second but forced himself for Lannit’s sake. His hands maintained a steady glow of aether for just forty more seconds. In those seconds, Lannit’s color was back in top form. His eyes were opening and..

“[color=50c878]By the Occuria..[/color]” 

Shinto couldn’t believe it. They actually did. By all that was holy in this world, Lannit was breathing - coughing more like - but breathing nonetheless.

Seeing that it had worked, Shinto ceased his mist and he fell backwards, unable to stay seated upright, his eyes faced the sky, panting heavily. Though, as he would, he caught the glimpse of someone looking at him. 

“[color=50c878]Fancy seeing you here, Savayna,[/color]” Shinto said in a neutral tone. He didn’t have the energy to speak in his usual snarky retort.

Savayna looked at Shinto, then looked at Lorenzo and an unconscious-esque Lannit. “[color=lightblue]So, I see you’ve been keeping busy.[/color]”

“[color=50c878]In a manner of speaking, yes,[/color]” Shinto shrugged

Forcing himself to sit up, Savayna would help him, noticing that he was obviously struggling. When he sat back up, he looked at Savayna. As he gazed upon her face, he noticed Shion, Grant, and..a male Viera? Shinto thought about it for a moment. Oh, that was Vlyn. Jaakuna had told him about that one a few times. Shinto couldn’t hold his surprised expression, though. It was one thing to hear about it, but to see one in person was truly an experience.

“[color=lightblue]Hey, will you stop smiling and tell me what’s happening?[/color]” Savayna snapped at Shinto.

“[color=50c878]Right..[/color]” Shinto bit his lip, thinking. “[color=50c878]I suppose the easiest way to explain it is - well, this way.[/color]”

Shinto extended his hand onto Savayna’s forehead. His mist flowed into her  - and by extension - anyone without a “trace” of the memory of what happened. Through this unique life force manipulation, Shinto showed the others exactly what happened. They would experience it memory by memory. An all accounts of how Lannit fought Hamut and had him on the defensive and how he was struck down and how JAakuna activated Belias’ Inner Seal and how thier battle raged on to the point of locking themselves in that dome one-hundred paces away. They would see how Lannit was on death’s door and how the Crown Prince and he did everything they could to save his life, only to make it within seconds.

After Shinto had completed that, he started panting even more deeply. “[color=50c878]So, ah, you see, that’s what--ah, ah--happ..ened..[/color]” 

Shinto overexerted himself that time. He felt it. He had been completely drained of his mist reserves.