With all the portal hopping Nayrin had been subjected to, her poor stomach just couldn't seem to keep up with her. With Demoko's last jump, they'd both managed to get away, but the Sheikah did wish the metal sage had let her go earlier. With a quick wiggle and a groan she managed to squirm away, holding her stomach before letting out an awkward belch, and she did her best to try and ground herself. Her invisible shroud was still fastened to her neck, making her body dissipate and appear as the wind blew, but her attention was fastened on Link, who was on the ground panting.

And coming towards his direction was a wave of death. An enormous wave of death. 

Gaios and Sophos flew past Nayrin as she barreled towards Link's form, and she couldn't help but groan as Sophos' light caused her vision to go a bit spotty. Nonetheless, Aadab was doing her best to defend them all, but Nayrin couldn't help her irrational concerns over Link's welfare. The water mage was at Link's side, determined to get him up with words, but Nayrin wasted no time wrenching the boy to his feet. 

"You will get up, you will not die here." she ground out as her stomach churned. Nayrin glanced over Link's form before placing her hands on his shoulders. "We have to live. You have to live. We promised." she said to him, and then she took one look at Caelan and gave him a half smile-half grimace. "You should heal when you can. If you have use for me, direct me where you will, I won't let us die here but I am not educated with the ways of strategy. If either of you has a plan, please share it. I will do whatever I can."