Lith called Faluel to deal with Nalrond while he contacted the missing Professor and the academy. Headmaster Marth didn’t like being bothered so late at night, but the moment he heard Lith’s report he moved as fast as he could.
"You must thank Quylla the next time you see her, child." Faluel was back in her human form, using the spell Quylla had traded with her to inject potions and tonics straight into Nalrond’s bloodstream.
"Not even Awakened can heal so many wounds at the same time. We’re healers, not miracle workers." The Hydra used her breathing technique, Lifestream, to scan the Rezar’s life force and remove the darkness magic poisoning it before stabilizing his condition.
Just like a pseudo core needed mana pathways, a mana core required life force to remain stable. Too many severe wounds would destabilize the life force of an individual, putting their mana core at risk.
On top of that, massive doses of darkness magic did more than just inflicting physical wounds.
If untreated, darkness magic would infect its victim’s body and core alike. It was how Lith had unwillingly created a greater undead back at the academy and how Protector’s core had cracked during Balkor’s attack.
Faluel focused on cleansing the darkness plaguing her apprentice and on closing all of his open wounds thanks to the constant stream of nutrients the potions provided him with.
Stabilizing Nalrond’s life force allowed his two mana cores to recover as well, but only once he could safely fall asleep did Faluel sigh in relief. She kept injecting potions in his bloodstreams non-stop while inwardly thanking both the wonders of alchemy and Quylla’s ingenuity.
"Don’t heal him any further until he gets some rest. Between the combat and the healing spells, his body can’t endure any more mana." Faluel said before going back to take care of the other injured.
She couldn’t afford the Council to discover that a member of the fabled Werepeople lived next door to her. All races were still looking for a way to get access to the Fringes and very few would respect Nalrond’s privacy. Even the other elders of the Beast Council would spare no efforts to squeeze Nalrond’s secrets out of him.
"You bring me terrible news, Lith." Marth said while checking his missing colleague’s whereabouts and last known position. "Vastor is too old to face a threat the caliber of a Horseman. Not even Manohar could, and he’s much younger and madder."
Lith informed the Royal Guards about the Professor being MIA right after bringing Rena’s and Zinya’s families to his own home. Everyone was so pale that they seemed to be on the verge of a nervous breakdown.
The only silver lining was that, thanks to the presence of the magical beasts, the children were calmer than their parents.
"Please, you have to save Zogar." Zinya needed sheer willpower to not cry and keep her children calm. "He was on his last leg when we ran away. You have no idea the monsters he faced alone only to protect us. If anything happens to him, it would all be my fault."
Elina was still scared to death, but seeing her daughter and granddaughter safe allowed her to be the rock the others needed to survive that night.
"Don’t worry, Zinya. If Professor Vastor is still alive, Lith will find him." Elina pretended to pat her son’s shoulder while she actually checked that the injury Night had inflicted him earlier had properly healed. "Are you and Kamila alright, son?"
"Yes, we’re both perfectly fine. I left Kamila with the Royal Guards and I had plenty of time to recover." Lith replied.
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