Fulana bend down her knees and softly stroked the fur that beared the markings of the saber that still cried in pain before them. Her hands twinkled of arcane magic and soft little stars were visible, electric sounds of a crackling noise filled the silence between the two women that said so close to each other. A deep sigh escaped Fulana's lips as she looked to her friend, her face only inches away from hers, so close she could feel her breath on her cold lips, the hot air warming her mouth in the most pleasent ways possible. She was a very strong and witted person, but at that very moment she felt a weakness in her legs that could not be fixed. And with a stuttering voice she replied.<br/><br/>"I-I d-don't think it is d-dark. I-I can't feel anything demonic from it, it is a certain magic we don't know though.. But.. but I think it's good, and this animal needs treatment.. I-I w-will lift him up.. ok?"<br/><br/>Without even waiting for her friends answer she spread her palms over the length of the animal and used a soft arcane spell to lift up the body. She was glad she could turn away her face from Sylvia and concentrate on the mathematics and pshychics of a complicated spell. It wasn't everyday she would levitate a living thing as heavy as an newly born elekk into the air! With her full, still trembling red lips, mumbling her spell in a rapid pace she brushed her hips against Sylvia to turn around and make way back to the crashsite.<br/><br/>"C-come.." She stuttered in between her enchantments, as her voice had changed in colour, a much softer and sweeter sound was hearable in the salvaging enchants of her magic.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>