When Azrael collapsed, his two friends panicked. Eirian swiftly knelt, gently lowering Azrael's body to the ground and placing his head on his lap.
"Is he alright?" Caspian asked Eirian, almost in tears as he knelt beside Azrael's unconscious form.
Eirian nodded. "This… whatever is happening, it seems to be tied to his magic. I noticed earlier that whenever the vision changes, his eyes would glow. And before all of this, his hands were glowing too." He explained calmly, though his eyes betrayed his concern.
Adham, his face a mix of upset and calm determination, moved closer to Azrael and Eirian. "Pardon me," he muttered, as he adjusted Azrael's glasses, which had nearly fallen off his face, and gently placed a hand under Azrael's head, carefully shifting him from Eirian's lap to his own.
