Kosuke hadn't yet moved from where he'd stood when he cast his sensory spell. Now his eyes were closed and he was breathing deeply. At full power, teleportation came rather easily, but with the amount he currently had, he would have to be very careful to do the spell right.<br/><br/>It would certainly be easier to cast if he had a teleportation scroll with him, but sadly that had been destroyed, and he hadn't had the time to transcribe a new one. This being the case, he would have to cast the spell using willpower alone, and that was difficult at half power.<br/><br/>One could see no effects from the spell yet as it had not started. Though there was a pressure building up in the air as Kosuke focused very carefully. One minute gone, then two. He didn't have much time to waste, but teleporting would surely be faster than trying to follow a caravan of horses on foot. Kosuke's eyes shot open. He had a good grasp on their location in his mind's eye, and knew exactly where he wanted to be. He held one hand up in front of him, two fingers raised and the rest curled shut. It might take a person a few moments to register that he was no longer standing there.<br/><br/>Kosuke had appeared hiding behind a tree next to the bandit caravan. He took a moment to regain his energy, then checked to make sure the coast was clear. All the bandits were scrambling around, looking for something. It was a perfect opportunity to go about unnoticed. Kosuke ran up to the horse with Brinn tied to it. She didn't look good. She needed immediate medical attention, but that would just have to wait a few seconds.<br/><br/>The mage rested a hand on Brinn, focusing only on her energy and his own. He'd already picked out the perfect place to take them. It wasn't too far, it was pretty safe from the bandits, and it had a fresh source of water. Within ten seconds, Kosuke had raised his hand as he did before, and neither him nor Brinn were there.<br/><br/>The appeared next to the stream where they had parted ways. Brinn sort of fell to the ground as she'd not been at ground level when they teleported, but Kosuke could not catch her. He himself collapsed to the ground, gasping for breath. That was a rushed teleportation, such a thing was dangerous at full power, but he was nearly out. His stomach was turning and he felt like he could hardly walk if he had to, but he pushed that all aside. Right now, Brinn needed treatment.<br/><br/>It was pretty obvious she'd been poisoned. But luckily, diagnosing it was easier that the last time poison had come into play. This wasn't a personal concoction. Unfortunately, the healer knew it to be a very powerful and dangerous one. And Brinn had been over-dosed.<br/><br/>Quickly he reached into his pack and was thankful to have what he needed. He pullet out a wide assortment of herbs. One of these was an odd, bud-like root that was brownish in color. This was the first thing she needed to take. Kosuke tore off a piece of its flesh and opened Brinn's mouth. By no means could she eat it, but he placed it under her tongue where its properties could spread directly to her blood stream.<br/><br/>That maneuver would give him a bit more time, but he wasn't done yet. He took out a morder and pestle and ground several herbs together until it was a fine powder. Then he mixed this with some water. Kosuke looked into her mouth to see the root had dissolved already, that was good. He tilted her head back in a way so she would drink the solution and not inhale it. Once she'd consumed the potion, Kosuke held his hands over her and began a healing spell. The spell was to ease the pain. The potion was to purge the poison from her system. She should be back to full strength in and hour, awake in less, with the combination. But Kosuke was quickly growing weary, and he had no idea how long it would take for the bandits to notice Brinn gone and come looking. This place was at least a mile away, so hopefully they had time.<br/><br/>***<br/><br/>Kosuke healed for as long as he could, and he'd noticed Brinn's condition improving. But he was nearly out of manna, so he had no choice but to rest. The boy collapsed to the ground, laying on his back and breathing heavily. But he didn't let his guard down.