"The beast that guarded the Darkling's prison cell was inside? What is the meaning of this?" The lieutenant commander rushed forward as he tried to seek vital signs from Cerberus.
"How is he? Is he alive? Or is he… dead?" Twil asked.
"You are supposed to be able to know by his smell, Twil!" snapped the light faey. "Have you become useless after falling from a stone castle?"
Zey searched for a pulse from Cereberus' wrist jugular, and when he couldn't find any, he switched to the wrists.
There was something weak that palpitated, and the light faey waved for Stella Marie to come over.
Nickolai who had the little girl in his arms didn't move a step.
The lieutenant commander swerved his head and glared at them and shouted, "What are you waiting for? Come over here and give me some of those healing items of yours."
Stella Marie only tightened her embrace around Nickolai, and where the brave little girl had been, a frightened faey had replaced.
