Channelknight Fadran

Is Mercury okay? Kaeni began to cough as soon as the slightest touch of air wisped into her lungs. They burned. Why couldn't she breathe? The only thing keeping her conscious and alive at this very moment was the technique she called Blazing Veins. Every elemental's life force was composed of the aspect of nature that they embodied--in her case fire--and was fueled directly by their creator's magical power. By streamlining the process of magical energy into fire, an elemental could naturally maximize their own life force, similar to how a regular mortal could enhance their own abilities by controlling their breathing and blood pressure. As an ability, it was about the very first thing she'd learned. Years ago it would burn through her magical energy supply in just minutes, leaving it as a somewhat last-resort option for combat and fatal situations. Nowadays she could use this energy so efficiently that it could probably last her upwards of an hour if she really focused, but Kaeni never liked going over a few minutes. In addition to the agony in her chest from lack of air, the broken bones, and dozens of lacerations, she was racked with the anxiety that she was using up too much energy too early on. The technique closed up a few of the smaller cuts and bruises, but only time would be able to repair the rest; but time seemed like too precious a resource to be using this early on. They still had so much mountain to go. "...S--" Kaeni heaved with agonizing breaths, chest rising and falling incredible lengths at incredible speeds. "Okay? Ev--one--" @PyroPhile @The Wandering Wizard @Szeth_Pancakes @Tani

"Tip one: the shield can't last forever. Tip two: it requires a certain amount of focus to maintain."

The door, however, was wide open already. "Another one?" Fadran peeked outside. "Hello there!"

Supposedly his brother is here. Didn’t the child run away?

“Oh… did I forget to tell you?” Vance watched her fight. ”I’ll explain in a few.”

Fadran grabbed some keys and held them out.

“Sure.” Fadran handed him one.

I’m asking about the child. “Yessir.”

“Exactly. Happens all the time.”

“We should at least let him sleep first.” Can you see what the lad’s thoughts on his brother are? Fadran asked. Sure. Hello, this is your host speaking. The words pierced into Rayvyn’s mind.

“Oh that happens all the time.”

“Down there somewhere.” Fadran gestured at the hall. “I’ve just been handing out keys.”

“Go on.”

“What happened?” Fadran was still quite busy.

“Heya. You need something?”