Mystic groaned and tensed as he was wrapped in something and picked up. Groaning as his arm just flopped there at the elbow. He whimpered in fear and mumbled something. His face on fire with fever across his cheeks. As they began to near the river his eyes opened and were feverish. "W....a....t....e....r...." He said. Hearing it so close yet so far. His eyes a sea green color. They sank closed again as he weighed little more than what a fish would weigh. He mumbled more things again. He opened his eyes again. Looking at them fearfully. Who were these people? Were they going to keep him from the water? His lips were dry and cracked. His skin pale and ashy. He needed water. He had been away from it for far too long. His legs were useless limbs that he didn't know how to use. He had mainly crawled and stumbled and dragged himself as far as he got. Animals helping him. A soft musical sound escaped his lips before he passed out again.