Thanks to that water he just blew over to her, she is now soaking wet. But thankfully, she doesn't get pushed back by that powerful force of the water.
"Celeste."
@OfAetherism She would slowly grabbing his hand, mouthing her words saying thank you to him. Despite his actions may killed her, but she knew that he wouldn't hurt nobody.
". . ."
@OfAetherism Her eyesight is getting blurry, but all she can see is that Thyaen carried her to the next town, seeking for medical attention, which she felt grateful to him.
". . ."
Soon, she passed out into his embrace, her head leaning back against his body.
@OfAetherism She didn't reply, her frame started to get sweaty, her breathing is getting faster. Her cheeks turned red as she may have gotten a fever.
". . . ."
@OfAetherism There are other ways for her to heal rapidly without using her voice.
Her wounds rapidly closing up, including repairing damaged tissues and organs and her spinal cord as well. Now that is done, she would stop singing and just laying there with small breaths, taking oxygen.
@OfAetherism "I-I sing. . . And the music can take care of the rest. . .—"
She lays down on the ground, coughing out even more blood.
"Y-You could say, my song is my healer."
She smiled, resting her hand on top of her wound. Opening her mouth, she sang a lullaby that even Thy couldn't —