[color=92278f][center][b][h2]Aelia Stark[/h2][/b][/center][/color]

Everyone was trying to help the poor man that had his head in her lap. While a glowing object phased into the man's chest and sealed some of his wounds, it was something about the way that he breathed and looked at everyone that made her believe the man was gone. He had lost too much blood for too long. His breathing was becoming shallow and his eyes were clouded. Aelia simply stared at the dying man, her features slowly contorting into one of horror and sadness. It quickly changed into one of curiosity when the man opened his mouth.

"Watch your back," he gurgled, trying his hardest to force his words out. "There's... there are monsters on the streets..."

[color=92278f][b]"What?"[/b][/color] Aelia questioned him as gently as she could, frowning down at his face. The glowing shrine that appeared like it was from her favorite video game had not done much to save him. But the man fell silent and became limp in her arms. He did not speak, he did not even breathe. Her cerulean gaze flicked up to those around her, her eyes wide and afraid. She couldn't even find the words to express herself at the moment.

All Aelia knew is that they were in serious trouble.