@LmpkioNOLANHe glared at her coldly as she knelt down and pricked a needle into his arm, his gave telling her to keep her hands off him though that was obviously ignored. Slowly, however, the strength in his body was returning from his weary body. Steadily he stood up, his glare not leaving her for a single moment and shrugged her away from him.
"Don't think I've forgiven you for what you tried to do to me, Sayatachi. The Counsel can't face another loss during its reconstruction." Turning away from her and looking up at the clouds of ashes in the sky from Frye's attack, Nolan opened his mouth and a powerful suction pulled in the ashes from the sky enmasse. The streams of ashes poured into his mouth, restoring the slayer's magic power to its full form. After sucking up the last bit of ash, Nolan wiped any bits of left over ash on his mouth with the sleeve of his singed hoodie.
"Get the lizardman that aided us in battle and get him treated, if he's even still alive that is." Nolan pointed towards the mountain that Grane was blasted towards in a flaming heap. Truth be told, he doubted that Grane was actually alive after being struck by Frye's mighty fist though perhaps he was underestimating the lizardman.
"I'll take my leave. I need to get some semblance of rest for the Games tomorrow." Ashes accumulated around his feet, forming a small cloud that he knelt down on before it flew straight towards the sky, back to Crocus.
The Next Day@t2waveThe morning sun peered through the window of the hotel room, stirring a sleepy Nolan into a half-awake trance. He looked up at the lacrima clock and groaned softly before nuzzling his head back into the pillow with Ariel still in his arms. Maybe the day would ignore him if he had just decided to stay in bed today instead of going out and fight. Nolan sighed contently as we was just about to fall asleep at the same time Master Jamie's consant knocking forced him awake.
"Alright, alright!" The slayer yelled with a growl, sitting up in the bed to scan around the room. Dalton was passed out on the chair with an empty bottle of whiskey on the floor, not that it surprised Nolan. That damned cat was always getting up to something.
He glanced down to Ariel and shook her gently.
"Ariel, wake up."