Aragon Sylvathi Mana: 185/300 100 Gold Pieces [hider=Spellbook] [LIGHT] Glitter Lance - Level 4 (-20 MP per use) [DARK] Ravage - Level 2 (-15 MP per use) [SUPPORT] Divine Touch - Level 2 (-25 MP per use) [HEAL] Serene Winds - Level 2 (-15 MP per use) [SUMMON] Hawk Summoning - Level 1 (-10 MP per use) [3 turns] [/hider] [hider=Inventory] Inventory/Weaponry/Armor -Head: N/A -Chest: Chainmail Vest -Gauntlets: N/A -Pants: Brown Cloth Pants -Greaves: N/A -Feet: Shoes -Bronze Rapier -Elven Bow w/ 20 Bronze tipped arrows ---- x1 Chocolate Milk (Heals bleeding, cuts and larger bruises.) x1 Canned Sardines (20% MP Recovery) Revive Tome Magic Pickaxe Rope Torch [/hider] Aragon rolled out of the way and dodged the incoming hit, doing so by leaping to his left side, tucking his chin and using his left shoulder to roll upwards into a standing position, next to Adolin. He nodded in acknowledgement of his command to aim at the showing white cracks of energy in which he formed a [b]Glitter Lance[/b] in his left hand, throwing it to the chest of the being to damage it. The Lance pierced the figure of the Spirit and exploded in a bright flash of light, thus dealing great damage to the being, making it shriek in pain. As the Sacrificial Spirit shrieked and roared, he saw the Saber be smacked into a building and be unable to recover. His fair eyes spotted the cocky Saber wounded and rushed over to him to help him. When he got there he crouched down and placed his hand on Ryden's left rib. When he moved his hand, he could feel the bones move and grind against themselves. In order to ease the pain, Aragon sent his mana over to the fighting individuals to heal them, though not enough to heal Ryden fully, it would ease the pain. This was the [b] Serene Winds[/b] of Aragon Sylvathi. "Damn it I can't do anything about these ribs, but you should be able to limp at the least." Aragon said. As the shockwave came, Aragon quickly imbued his Mana within his rapier, thus using [b] Divine Touch[/b] to enchant his weapon. This was to be used for later. As the fast and incoming wave of darkness came to them, he quickly but carefully grabbed Ryden and lifted him upon his own shoulder, ribs upwards to avoid further pain. He ran inside the church where he slumped down the broken Ryden on a bench, letting him rest for a moment. Aragon grabbed a cup full of water with a nearby goblet while he prayed in Elvish, "Alkaroth, save this soul and ease his pain, guide me and others to the path of victory against this demon....may Bleda help us, amen." Aragon said in Elvish. As if a miracle, the church weithstood and forbidded the entry of dark magic and protected both the Vampire Elf and the Saber; they were indeed not alone.