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Nena rolled her eyes as she flung her hands up and conjured a powerful blast of wind, blowing the refugees over the side of the deck like a bunch of screaming leaves. Shortly after, Petra rose above the deck with a kick of her wings, shrilling a victory cry after each and everyone of them were accounted for. Well, almost everyone.
"Come on, you too!" Nena called out as she ran towards the tattooed girl, making a grab for her wrist. "You've done enough now let's go!"

And not a moment too soon. 
Her sight blurred and faded, the darkness in her eyes dissapated and her bindings flickered before they faded out. 
The woman turned limp into her arms, instantly turning like a ragdoll, no energy left as she gasped a last shuddering breath.
"Thank...you." 
She leaned toward the railing of the ship, her body barely responding.
Her skin had turned almost paperwhite, holding a deathly glow, without the aid of a healer Eilis would be joining the countless dead.
She heard the rumbling above her as she felt herself falling, tumbling forward.
Everything turned dark as she finally slipped into unconsciousness.

Eilis's Theme: [url]https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jdqcB_lKS1A[/url]