"Can we save the boy's arm?"
Nayla did not answer Akon, instead, she concentrated on pooling her magic around the boy's mangled arm. She was surprised at the fact that he had survived this injury. But seeing as his breathing was slow and his lips were pale, she knew she had to act if she wanted to save him.
At the back of her mind, she wondered who was the creature that brought the human boy to them. But she quickly brought herself back to the present. The chilling aura of the creature and its wishes for the boy's safety was not to be messed with.
Who knows what it might do if something were to happen to the boy.
-She seemed so ready to tear down the gates if she had to.- Nayla thought to herself.
"Nayla, Nayla," Akon called out to her, even waving his hand in front of her face.
The blonde-haired elf was lost in her train of thought and he could see it!
