Kiran nearly fainted as Lucina gorged her own eye out, then reeled as Fjorm fixed it. He heard a faint voice- HIS voice say<i><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(147, 101, 184)">"She's in your care, Kiran... I know you- I know <b>WE </b>will take good care of her. But only from afar..."</span><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(222, 222, 222)"> </span></i><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(222, 222, 222)">He looked around, trying to find the source of the voice, but he failed. The voice had vanished, along with its utterer. He looked back in time to see the male Robin embrace the now healed Lucina. He then felt Fjorm fall from his grasp to her knees. He immediately cradled her in his arms and said, "Not on my watch, you don- <i>AAARGH!"</i></span><br/><br/><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(222, 222, 222)">The energy from the portal invested itself in Breidablik, and the weapon glowed with both power and heat, causing Kiran a fair amount of discomfort. He winced as the weapon cooled down, and he took it in one hand, still cradling Fjorm, and checked the chamber. Sure enough, in the chamber was a single Orb, the corks he had loaded in having been melted under the immense heat. He said under his breath, "Gods, please let this work..." And confidently raised the weapon then thought better of it. He remembered one Hero who resided in a house he'd helped her build near the Castle Askr who still possessed a Staff of Mending, and who had lost her lover not long before being summoned to the battlefield and the League's aide: Lena.</span><br/><br/>He turned to Robin and asked, "Robin, you've trained to be a Pegasus, right? I know this is a lot to ask, but can you fly to a small house due East and retrieve Lena, the Curate I once summoned? She might be the only chance we have withoit giving up the new last Orb in existence. If ever the World of Zenith needed you... if I ever needed you, it's now. Please, Robin."