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RE: Another Round (Open) - Star Lin - 04-07-2015
"Bu..but...oh" he began only to almost melt in Clio's arms as Max began to heal his head injury. His eyes flutter close as he began to feel Max's own magic. 'So this is what healing feels like,' was John daze thought. The only sign that John hadn't pass out again was his ears twitching in time to the pulse of Max's healing and a faint green glow that began to surround his hand. It was a sign that John own magic was raising up to meet Max, strengthening the healing the healing that Max has started.
He heard someone say "Down," and the he felt his body being blast by a powerful wall of wind. His head just missed the table leg and almost reopening the wound was almost finish healing. Instinct kick in, one glowing hand closing over Clio's hand that was holding onto the table leg. His other glowing hand closing on cloth that belong to one of the other three, as if trying to keep one of them from being blow away. There was a flash on aether from his hands, most likely leaving a buzz through whoever he had grab onto. The glove hands slip from their hold and John took deep breaths. He wasn't sure what had happen those few moments.
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Kestlona watch in morbid horror as the large armor 'man' stood up and then swung his sword down. The gust of wind at her back, almost knocking her onto Alabaster. She really what to curse the armor man out for that stunt but she readily admit that it did clear the air much faster then letting it cycle out on it's one. Now she got a far to good look at the injury that the Brass Blade has. "Hells," was whisper, and her fingers were already on the others neck, checking for a heartbeat. She wasn't sure if there was a beat but something had to be done.
Kest pull out her weapons, using them as a focus, crossing the puglist weapon over each other. "Cure," she call out, trying to draw aether to her. Only a faint glow cover her weapons and she curse her lack of aether sensitive. Still this would have to work for the moment, repeating the spell over and over. Her eyes flicker to the doors as she call out cure again, where were the other Brass Blade, and why had no one else seem to show up. She knew that she wouldn't be able to keep this up forever, already feeling the drain on her energy.
(ooc: update the post and added in Kestlona part as well.)