Luciel jumped from the blast, unexpectedly being lifted out of the hole from Ace's powers which he regrettably could not stop her from using, though he speculated she could [i]feel[/i] herself lose a year or two of her life expectancy from the overcasting. He followed a step as she approached the immobile figure before simply collapsing. Rubbing his temples, he approached the new mess.

"Ace, I cannot carry you everywhere..." Luciel groaned as he hoisted her up, looking over the boy and tilting his head with a perplexed expression at what he apparently saw within him. "If you can stand, I'd suggest you do, since I can't carry you, myself" he said, uncaring if the boy could actually manage himself. The group was getting too big for comfort and he was suspicious of the figure; the trees burned with the same light which Luciel was struck with not too long ago.

He had enough to think about with trying to imagine a way they could survive the next hours before compounding the task by the steadily growing numbers. Ace had been helpful, but she need to rest and stop using her powers. He had no interest in seeking serious medical attention for her, should something rupture.