"The bastard... He's trying to kill you..." Tehvar growled, pulling her up and dragging her into one of the rooms someone had told her she'd never be allowed into. He laid her gently on some sort of work table and searched for tools. He found some sort of glass ball that glowed from within. "Soul of the fae... I regret your death. Pull through for me now..." He placed the glass on a counter and went looking for more.