Ssarak did not immediately follow along with Satori, as Alaira seemed to be getting worse. She collapsed to the ground and screamed out in pain, something that certainly caused Ssarak to become afraid for her safety. What was going on, was Satori causing this? She had already caused a great deal of pain for the majority of the students at the college, himself included, so it did not seem outside of her character. Ssarak was beginning to see Satori as more unstable and dangerous seemingly every time she did anything. 

Crouching down next to Alaira, he quickly looked over the Forest Elf and saw that, fortunately, she was still breathing, though obviously unconscious. He looked up at Satori as she walked away with a mix of confusion and distrust. Ultimately, he knew he was powerless to do anything she did not want him to do. Even if he was not completely exhausted, she was a master Psychomancer. Regardless, who would he be if he did not at least attempt to do the right thing?

"She seems to be unconscious. I cannot simply leave her here in good conscious." As Ssarak stood up, he picked Alaira up off of the ground, allowing his axe to rest between her and his arms, though he was careful to keep its sharp edges away from her. Between Alaira, her belongings, and his axe, Ssarak was lifting a good deal of weight, which was no easy task in his current state. Overall, it was fortunate that endurance training was a regular part of his daily routine. "Allow me to take her to the infirmary, then I will join you in your classroom. I need to return my axe to my own room, regardless."