[center][h1][color=00aeef]Chres[/color][/h1][/center]

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[color=00aeef]"I'm..."[/color] Chres started before hesitating. How was he holding up? 

Physically he was fine if not tired. The army of Touch's touch healers had seen to that. Magically? He was running on empty. During this whole downtime he had been doing his best to refill his heat reserves. But mentally? That... that was a more complicated question.

Time seemed to freeze on itself, everybody but Chres stopping in place. Chres head jolted up. The sensation feeling all too familiar.

[color=8493ca]"You could have run."[/color] Said the Being. There was a hint of amusement in his voice.

Just like that the sensation was over. Time suddenly rushed back in on itself. Once again, the world sprung to life as if nothing had just happened.

Chres shook his head and continued walking. He was tired, so perhaps it was his imagination. After all this time, why would the Being choose now to show up only to make a jab at him? 

[color=00aeef]"I'm fine."[/color] Chres lied. 

In truth, he had a knot of frustration stuck in his throat. He had hoped that opening the gate would put an end to this. That he would be able to leave this town and starting looking into exactly what he didn't 'understand' about the deeds of his wife. Instead the army had refused to let anyone, except a few, leave until they rooted the cultists out of this town. 

Could he have run? Perhaps. If he had abandoned Týfurkh and Octavio after opening the Portcullis. Or maybe he could have snuck out using his remaining heat reserves to Weave a heat construct that would get him up and over the wall. Regardless, getting caught meant complications. Complications he would rather not bother with.

Right now there was only one way Chres knew for sure that would get him a way out. To help Karina and the rest kill the seed. Otherwise, the morning following there another day of madness, and who knew if he would be able to find a way out of this town during that.

[color=00aeef]"I just hope two crystals are enough."[/color] Chres continued.

[color=aec957]"The jade candles have their use, but they not the thing I'm referring to. Turns out the sightless react as poorly to salt as the heart does. It interrupts their healing ability, and you'll see it working by how the little vines wilt and the afflicted area wilt. It also seems to hurt extra, but who cares about that."[/color] Jen said straightforwardly. 

[color=aec957]"Problem is now they know that we know about this weakness. So, I expect them to fight extra hard as well targeting our supplies of it. But again, they could get overwhelmed with some good hits and coordination. It really depends on who's able to be the better fighter."[/color]

Chres' head whirled. [color=00aeef]"Salt?!"[/color] 

He gripped the pouch of salt at his side. The Kharu-Natjer had give each one of them a pouch this morning. All this time wonder how they would fight the Sightless, and it turned out that a little thing such as salt could be wielded as a weapon against them.

[color=00aeef]"Are you sure?"[/color]