At Dr Sylv's instructions, Chunji wordlessly held down Davil to the overseer's instruction. He could feel Davil struggling as Dr. Sylv proceeded with the operation. From the brief respite they were given, Chunji was unsure how much essence Iraleth, and he could provide, but it was a given that they would stake any amount of sacrifice for Davil's sake. However, what was more concerning was Dr. Sylv's calcifying hand. A brief look of surprise washed over Chunji. It was as if she had grown a claw of dragon in place of her arm. However, he recovered and focused back on Davil.
Dr. Sylv plunged her calcified arm into Davil's torso-
And then the world became undone. In its place was an unfamiliar scenery that held a serene beauty. The moon reflected off the lake's surface, leading to Chunji's eyes landing on two prospecting figures. A person he had never seen before and a Davil Chunji had never seen before. It was clear what they were spectating. A close, intimate memory that was held in the heart of his peer. Davil's purest feelings at its origin.
Then, like a crashing wave, everything changed. Images of Davil's life streamed through and rushed past. The multitude of sparring partners, the endless grit to train, and the insurmountable mountain that could not be scaled. Chunji almost felt sympathy until the blood-soaked moment appeared. "Ah, you weren't so different after all." Chunji thought to himself. He had underestimated the Davil, who could only win through murder. Before Chunji could ponder further, reality came back into shape.
Chunji nodded and began providing nama and rupa into Davil's body. Specific essences were selected as donating the Great Lotus Serpent's essence would have proved detrimental to Davil's body. Sweat grew on Chunji as he strained himself to do so. His body felt like it was burning as he provided essence. Then, once they were done, Chunji backed off and took composed breaths.
"...I will be fine," Chunji stated after he regained himself. "Rest would be enough to remedy the exhaustion. If I face complications, I'll make an appointment with the receptionist." Then, just like he had entered, Chunji turned to leave the room. There wasn't a need to inform others of his plans.
Standing in front of Room S-120, he knocked on the door. If the room was busy, he'd summon Dayin to compile a message to Steeler. Regardless, he'd inform Steeler about the events transpiring.
"Davil's stable. Dr. Sylv has said that he only needs a week's rest to fully recover, but he's alright."
Dr. Sylv plunged her calcified arm into Davil's torso-
And then the world became undone. In its place was an unfamiliar scenery that held a serene beauty. The moon reflected off the lake's surface, leading to Chunji's eyes landing on two prospecting figures. A person he had never seen before and a Davil Chunji had never seen before. It was clear what they were spectating. A close, intimate memory that was held in the heart of his peer. Davil's purest feelings at its origin.
Then, like a crashing wave, everything changed. Images of Davil's life streamed through and rushed past. The multitude of sparring partners, the endless grit to train, and the insurmountable mountain that could not be scaled. Chunji almost felt sympathy until the blood-soaked moment appeared. "Ah, you weren't so different after all." Chunji thought to himself. He had underestimated the Davil, who could only win through murder. Before Chunji could ponder further, reality came back into shape.
Chunji nodded and began providing nama and rupa into Davil's body. Specific essences were selected as donating the Great Lotus Serpent's essence would have proved detrimental to Davil's body. Sweat grew on Chunji as he strained himself to do so. His body felt like it was burning as he provided essence. Then, once they were done, Chunji backed off and took composed breaths.
"...I will be fine," Chunji stated after he regained himself. "Rest would be enough to remedy the exhaustion. If I face complications, I'll make an appointment with the receptionist." Then, just like he had entered, Chunji turned to leave the room. There wasn't a need to inform others of his plans.
Standing in front of Room S-120, he knocked on the door. If the room was busy, he'd summon Dayin to compile a message to Steeler. Regardless, he'd inform Steeler about the events transpiring.
"Davil's stable. Dr. Sylv has said that he only needs a week's rest to fully recover, but he's alright."