Alaira Taenn
Alaira was... disgusted by his display. Did he think she was stupid? Obviously this was some extremely awkward attempt to get in her pants, and she would have none of it. "No. You are not weaseling your way out of this!" she said. "You planned all that didn't you! Well it won't work, I'm not sleeping with you!" However, she had noticed his wounds, and it was probably for the best that she stop yelling at him. He had asked for her name, and it was a bit before she responded. "...Alaira. Alaira Taenn." She wasn't sure why she answered, or even why she was still here. Probably because she didn't much feel like wandering around in the cold at the moment. However, Lucilia had come by and in her usual eloquent manner she had basically told her to shut the hell up. Alaira had seemed a bit embarrassed for a moment, before giving an affirmative nod.
Grey Onyx i
Grey... wasn't doing all that great. Apparently, Lucilia needed to cut him open to fix his arm. Now, he wasn't sure why this was necessary. How would doing damage heal him? Still, he trusted her. She had sent Mei to fetch something, but she never came back. He assumed Lucilia was sick of waiting for her, and soon left him as well. As he lied there, he noticed that after Lucilia had tampered with it, his arm felt... worse. Like the pain was somehow amplified, enough to cause him discomfort. That was weird, he could normally just ignore it and it would go away after an hour. But this? this pain was constant. As if his own body was desperately trying to tell him something was wrong.
However, some abomination had entered the room! Grey gave a startled yelp and tried to scramble up to his feet, but the second he tried moving his arm he groaned in pain and stopped. That was when he noticed it was just Rathel. While it's appearance was unnerving, he actually rather liked it. It was awfully polite for a hellish monstrosity. however, when Rathel found him, he was a wreck. He was sweating profusely, and his arm seemed to actively torment him. And if you knew how ridiculously high his pain tolerance was, this might be alarming. "H-hi Rathel... S-sorry." Grey heard it talk about Lucilia. He took the things and more or less threw them next to him, he was in no condition to read right now. "T-thank you, R-rathel... c-c-can you t-tell her to... to... H-hurry up? She d-did something to m-my... my arm, a-and she m-must've m-messed-d up..." He barely managed to stutter out. He wasn't sure what was going on, it was as if his entire body had been put into disarray.
Little did he know, it was. When Lucilia altered the rune, she threw the delicate balance of his odd anatomy into complete chaos. Now, while he had had broken limbs before and the runes had an extremely advanced 'auto-repair,' Lucilia had altered it. By changing the rune, that one rune was now put into opposition with the others and the delicate balance of his runes was destabilized. If the problem was not rectified within a day, his entire body would tear apart on a molecular level, and his crystal heart would explode into a miniature maelstrom, large enough to clear out a room probably. However, he was unable to warn anyone of this, and it was likely that some extremely seasoned mages were needed to fix him now. Of course, he didn't even know of his impending death. However, mercifully, he had passed out with someone in the room with him. It was likely that Rathel might send for someone that could actually help him.
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