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Lyra flinched slightly at the sound of her name but Sheena was right, her mother was waiting for the medicine longer than she should've waited for. Lyra bowed to the group. "Thank you for everything. I hope we see each other again." Lyra rose from her bow and turned toward Sybak. Walking past Uriel and whispering 'follow me,' she headed toward Sybak in quite a hurry.

((OOC: OK thanks for the French/German heads-up))

Uriel smiled slightly when Lyra approached him. He didn't want to be with Azriel's group any longer anyway. He wasn't one of them, and they wouldn't understand him. They continued to briskly walk down the trail. Uriel held up trying not to reveal the pain still radiating from his legs. It seemed like the sun was trying to cripple him, only increasing the heat of the rest of his body. He could feel sweat accumulating on his forehead and brushed his brow in a vain attempt to relieve any of the warmth. He knew his actions were too reckless, but it was better to have a few burns than a severed limb. Still, his extremities felt as though the fire that engulfed them was continuing to burn. And his mind focusing so much on the pain did nothing to alleviate it. In fact it hindered his overall focus on his surroundings. So he almost missed a shadow arising from the edge of his eyes, which were presently fixed on his ankles.

"Lyra, stop," he commanded. Further down the road he noticed a scene --- monsters scurrying into the trees and a figure moving about after them. "Is that---?" His voice trailed off while he winced from the pain. He didn't realize the burns were so bad. Even with the healing magic he had been given, the sent him waves of pain. From experimenting with fire magic in the past, he knew grasping at the burns would only worsen their effects, but still, he irrationally grabbed his right kneecap tightly with both hands. An unintentional, short cry escaped from his mouth. "What the hell," he half-whispered, half-groaned to himself.

He knew she only wanted to help, but rushing to his side wouldn't do very much. Uriel asked her while unzipping the legs of his pants up to the knee, which was as high as the zippers went anyway, "Are you able to use water magic?" While waiting for a reply, he moved his head to try to find a better view of the creature looming up ahead. He was trying to determine if it would come towards them when all its prey had scurried away. And they were doing an excellent job of that.

The dragon brushed along, chasing meals. Having swallowed one already, the others went into scatter tactics, quickly leaving Token to chase a single second bite. Thundering after the remaining meal, Token was surprised to find others ahead, people no less! The monster halted, as did the critter in front of it, whom seemed to spasm in fear and run abruptly to the left, into the forest. Token didn't give chase this time, cautiously eying the group of people it had blundered into.

After seeing Lyra and Uriel leave, Sheena drew closer to the group to watch and try to comprehend what was going on.

Eloysio scratched his head with a slight expression of increasing worry. That alphabet...it was different from the system he had used all his life; surely he wasn't very familiar with it. But if there was anything he kept in mind about the use of lettering, it was that they'd always spell out exactly what they did. So he chose to assume that, that Cinkel's little spell was made to hold those "threads" together.

"Hrmph... No room for second-guessing... Now, I suppose we've got to find a way to feed the healing spells onto that thread." He softly settled himself on the "floor", using a bit of his floating power to stay up on his feet. "I've got an idea, but it will require me to split my consciousness... I must stay completely still, in both places..." His left hand began to fume and glow with a turquoise aura, and he closed his right eye.

Back on the physical plane, where his body was still resting on Schwarz's in the same cross-legged sitting position, his right eye opened and his right hand began to glow the same way. In this condition, he could not speak with his voice, so he called out telepathically to those close by. Oro...anybody... Please transfer me upon Cinkel's body...preferably over where the heart should be.

Eloysio's mouth gaped in a small "o". I...wish I had found that out earlier... he replied, though his lips weren't moving. He opened his right eye again and the turquoise aura on his hand faded, both in the mindspace and out. Then he proceeded to speak normally. "That's what I was intending to do through my split consciousness." He pointed to where Cinkel made a string of spell lettering hold together his "veins". "I wanted to funnel their healing spells into here so that could be mended. The water element in them must literally come in here and touch that. Could your mana channeling do that?"

Kratos pondered for a moment about whether or not he should await any sort of word, but time was of the essence. He made a slight nod at Zelos, then released his Healing Stream spell upon Cinkel's body, a swirling blue water energy.

"Something tells me I'll be in your way in here. So I'll just show myself out." Schwarz dissipated into a puff of smoke.

Back in the physical world Schwarz sat up and looked around, he found his brother staring at him in the face. "Err... Hello?" Oro poked him in the eyes, "OW! Why!?"

"Cause your over 6000 years and you still can't tell the difference between sorcery and magic."

"Well your explanations stink."

"Watch it!"

Raine rolled her eyes at the bickering. They really did seem so childish.