Myrin rushes over to Rina and places his horn on her silent form. A mythic glow lights up the entire area and the girl that he love begins to stir. The wicked man and his men forgot one important thing. Rina was immortal like him and therefore cannot die. She can only go into a deep slumber for many years, but their primative weaponery was far to weak to even make her go into the deep sleep at all. She was only unconcious from the pain that the weapons inflicted on her. Myrin carries her silent form into his cave and as the new dawn approaches he smiles and lays down beside her as she stirs.<br/><br/>"Good Morning, Darling, how are you feeling," Myrin asks nudgeing her gently on the shoulder.