Madeline shook her head, "No, I just passed out."
Briar stared at Madeline's hand in awe.
'Oh my goodness,' Briar uttered under her breath.
"What?"
Briar began, "There's always been a remedy to getting injured. One that's extremely rare to obtain."
And what was this remedy she was speaking of?
It was none other than Xavier's blood. Yes, blood.
Madeline hadn't gotten injured, and as she said her hand was perfectly fine, but she'd been on the brink of death when Xavier found her. It was a miracle how he got her here without…
Briar realized what he'd done.
Then again, Madeline still didn't know, and she'd always been squeamish at the sight and mention of blood, so Briar decided to keep this to herself.
"I forgot what it's called and how to obtain it though," Briar lied.
Madeline paid it no heed.
"Oh, okay."
She then asked Briar, "Do you know of anyone who can create magical barriers?"
Briar knitted her brows, "I don't think so."
"Why ask?"
