Her desperate plea fell on deaf ears. Her impassioned words, her breath-taking beauty failed her. There was no guilt and no pity in the eyes of the Illuminated priest - only disdain. Unwitting, his choice to turn his back on the plight of the man to whom Yume tends mirrored the choice his Unconquered god made eons ago, turning away from Creation. Following in the steps of those before him on this road, following in the steps of those before him in Heaven, the priest crossed to the other side of the road.<br/><br/>But even a Resplendent Sun bereft of aid could work miracles to humble the most splendid of physicians. Even as dusk's wings gathered around them, Yume could feel the guttering spark of her patient's fragile mortal essence. As it was bathed in the unseen radiance of her own essence, it responded to her coaxing, steadying, then growing. Her patient's breath eased; he would live.<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body">Internal penalty of 1 for the darkness, in the absence of candle the priest would have been able to light.</div></div>