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Lunair stepped forwards, putting his hand on her shoulder. "You shouldnt lie about something like this, by the way. i only get the headache if i do something stupid, like try and lift a building. Please, let me patch you up. I KNOW you cant heal that as frail as you are. otherwise you probably wouldnt have gotten them in the first place."

"your bleeding." Lunair said, wiping it off of her. "Just because you can survive it, doesnt mean you wont benifit from a quick patch up."

"Because. your my friend, id hope at this point. otherwise, not sure." Lunair said, as he prepared to patch up her wounds.

Lunsir focused, moving the shadows about inside her, repairing the damage, and solidifying the shadows holding everything in place. finishing, Lunair released the loose shadows, and let out a deep breath. he had been extremely careful not to mess anything up. true to his word, he didnt have a headache or anything, but he WAS just a little tired from it. that would pass in a moment though. "There. that should do it."

Myr, standing nearby, tilted her head. "That was most intriguing. If I may offer some mana. My being is overflowing with it, so it will do no harm to offer some. However, I am not sure if beings such as yourselves can harness such a pure mana. If you think you could use it to heal, then here." She held out a hand, a small orb forming. It looked like a ball of mist as she offered it to them. "I hope this will help, because I dont wish to wait to see your alpha. Do males rule here?" She asked out of curiosity.

"I'm sorry, Miss..." Pre said to Myr, "If I touch that I will die...I need to recover naturally," Then she suddenly looked at Lunair. Why was he looking at her like that? Her dark blue eyes wavered from weakness and confusion. This one wasn't a Fourth, but was similar. Maybe a being from another world that had something equivalent. She even wondered if he had a Faerie descendant; her core seemed to resonate whenever she looked at him. It gave her a strange feeling that started in her chest and spread to her limbs.

Pre noticed Lunair's emotional aura shift more and more as she watched him. Even though she was still too weak to support it, her Faerie wings appeared. It was like she was drawing on the natural mana around her to keep herself operating. Black sparks seemed to drift from her wings, providing rejuvenating effects to all those who touch them. Pre was a Faerie of balance, so there was a calm kind of air between them.
Her eyes slowly widened as she realized what was going on. The last time she felt this way was towards her second husband, "...Does this mean you will go too...?" She asked Lunair and herself at the same time. Her emotions began to conflict now.

Pre appeared to be in deep thought for a few seconds before she smiled brightly, "I can believe you Lunair-san," She said. She straightened up a little more and her black armor clinked together.