<span style="color: #FF00BF">VIRA</span><br/><br/><br/>She watched as Vashen's sword hit her belly, and in the next minute she felt the tearing of muscles and skin. She screamed, her tiny hands clutching the bed sheets in agony. Her silver eyes were wide, fluttering as she fell in and out of consciousness. She hear another cry among that of her sisters and vashen's frantic yelling. She heard him. In that minute, everything stopped, her breathing, the pain, as she looked over to where Vashen stood, his green eyes wide with fear and worry. She looked at the small bundle in his arms, catching sight of a tiny face, as she breathed out a sigh of relief. As she looked at the small face, it was as if he spoke to her, telling her is name throught out the corners of her mind.<br/><br/>"Jake..." A faint smile lay on her lips as she closed her eyes, passing out.<br/><br/><span style="color: #FF0000">Firrae</span>'<br/><br/>She focused everything she had into the cut in her sisters stomach, willing the gap to close. She finally succeeded in bringing the skin together, when she heard her sister whisper the name Jake. She looked up at her sister, and sent a bit of magic to calm her speeding heart rate. And that, was the last of her magic.<br/><br/>Firrae closed her eyes, searching for the vast pool of the dark beast's magic, running upon it in her frantic search. She pulled as much as she could, and finished the seal on her stomach. She then used the last to calm her fever. She collapsed off the bed, panting heavily.<br/><br/>"She is fine. I fixed it, it's all good. How is..how is he?"