yet my blood renders me a King
Sah eyed his friend with concern, beginning to draw on his healing magic just as he felt Hadama's come into effect. Easing up, he turned his focus to the scared teenager behind him. "Venna?" He didn't ask Ravenna if she was okay. It was clear that she was far from it. He placed a gentle hand on her shoulder, "Is there anything that I can do?"
From the corner of his eye, he noted Zen's use of gravity magic. But the action slipped his attention in a mere heartbeat as he kept his focus on the weaver. Instinct made Sah want to pull her into a hug, but he was still a practical stranger and didn't want to make her uncomfortable.
From the corner of his eye, he noted Zen's use of gravity magic. But the action slipped his attention in a mere heartbeat as he kept his focus on the weaver. Instinct made Sah want to pull her into a hug, but he was still a practical stranger and didn't want to make her uncomfortable.
Sah
