Myria calmed after a while again as she sat cross-legged and boosted the healing with her own energy. Never in her life had she imagined that she would be healed by some other person, more than a single time, but she didn't find it intrusive or uncomfortable for some reason.
Instead, her soul felt at ease while she was full of concentration.
Ellia had also visibly calmed, her eyes no longer appearing teary-eyed. Instead, there was some guilt in it as she felt that she had overreacted and blamed Davis too much. She wanted to apologize but couldn't find the right opportunity.
However, she knew that it couldn't be helped. It was the first time she had seen Myria be unable to do anything that her soul couldn't help but scream out for her other half. It was purely instinctive and forceful as though afraid to let go of the lost soul's hand, careful that it might disappear.
