right shoulder was a black mark; almost like a bruise. “What is that?” Heiro asked.
“I don’t know I’ve never seen anything like it.” Kerra said.
Heiro examined the spot more closely and saw that it had appeared over the scar where Raphael had stabbed him. “He was poisoned by Raphael’s blade, we have to get him to a hospital or he will die.” Heiro explained.
Kerra pulled out the map that Thesia gave them and examined it. “There is a small village east of here, it’s just south of the hideout.” She said.
Heiro lifted him onto his back. “Okay lets go we don’t have any time to waste.” He said.
They crossed the plain until nightfall, unsure of what wild beasts could be out waiting for them; they still kept moving. Finally they had made it to the small village of Eo. It was a very small village in the middle of the plain. It was a poor village, but everyone seemed happy enough. A short older lady came to meet them, “Hello there dears.” She said.
“Madam our friend is very ill, he has been poisoned do you have somewhere we could take him?” Heiro asked.
“Yes dear right this way, and hurry.” The little lady said.
They carried him into her small hut and placed him on the bed. The woman had placed a wet cloth on his head to help quell the fever. “What was it that poisoned the boy?” she asked.
“He was struck by a blade in the shoulder; we can’t make out what kind of poison it is.” Kerra explained.
The woman grabbed a small iron dagger and pricked Zander’s finger. She tasted the drop of blood on the blade, “It is Xernarin root, a deadly plant; if not cured in at least three hours he will surely die.” The lady said.
“What can you do for him?” Kerra asked her practically begging for her to do anything to help him.
The old woman shook her head, “I am afraid there is nothing I can do dear, but there is an old mystic that lives to the far side of the village. He is skilled in healing magick, if anyone can help the boy it would be him.” She said.
“Healing magick, I thought that was a myth, they say there was an entire bloodline of healer mystics.” Heiro said.
“It’s true he is the last of his bloodline.” She said.
Heiro and Kerra would try anything to help their friend, she had showed them which hut was the healers and they ran to get their help. Kerra wasn’t about to let him die, no matter what. They walked over to the hut; there were skulls on pikes and bones hanging everywhere. It gave Kerra the creeps; she had almost turned back if it weren’t for her thinking about Zander.
“Hello? Is anyone there?” Heiro asked. A tall, thin figure came out from the hut.
“What the hell do you want at this hour?” They asked.
“Our friend has been poisoned and we need your help, we were told that you can perform healing magick.” Kerra said.
The man shook his head, “ I’m sorry I don’t know what you’re talking about. Go away!” he shouted and walked back into the hut.
“It was Xernarin root poison, he will die please.” Kerra begged.
The man poked his head out, “Only Voidshades carry that kind of poison, what were you doing messing around with one of them?” He asked.
“What’s a Voidshade?” Heiro asked.
“It is a shape shifter that takes the form of a human and can use magicks; they feed off the souls of the living.” The man explained.
“That definitely describes the guy I fought.” Heiro said.
Kerra got down on her knees and begged the man for his help and he finally gave in. “Take me to him.” He said.
They took the healer to the hut and he examined Zander, “You’re lucky you brought him in time, another hour and he’d be dead.” He said.
“Thank you so much for helping us, I’m Kerra and this is Heiro.” She said smiling.
“I am called Ferian, pleased to meet you both.” He said. Ferian placed his hands over Zander’s body and a
“I don’t know I’ve never seen anything like it.” Kerra said.
Heiro examined the spot more closely and saw that it had appeared over the scar where Raphael had stabbed him. “He was poisoned by Raphael’s blade, we have to get him to a hospital or he will die.” Heiro explained.
Kerra pulled out the map that Thesia gave them and examined it. “There is a small village east of here, it’s just south of the hideout.” She said.
Heiro lifted him onto his back. “Okay lets go we don’t have any time to waste.” He said.
They crossed the plain until nightfall, unsure of what wild beasts could be out waiting for them; they still kept moving. Finally they had made it to the small village of Eo. It was a very small village in the middle of the plain. It was a poor village, but everyone seemed happy enough. A short older lady came to meet them, “Hello there dears.” She said.
“Madam our friend is very ill, he has been poisoned do you have somewhere we could take him?” Heiro asked.
“Yes dear right this way, and hurry.” The little lady said.
They carried him into her small hut and placed him on the bed. The woman had placed a wet cloth on his head to help quell the fever. “What was it that poisoned the boy?” she asked.
“He was struck by a blade in the shoulder; we can’t make out what kind of poison it is.” Kerra explained.
The woman grabbed a small iron dagger and pricked Zander’s finger. She tasted the drop of blood on the blade, “It is Xernarin root, a deadly plant; if not cured in at least three hours he will surely die.” The lady said.
“What can you do for him?” Kerra asked her practically begging for her to do anything to help him.
The old woman shook her head, “I am afraid there is nothing I can do dear, but there is an old mystic that lives to the far side of the village. He is skilled in healing magick, if anyone can help the boy it would be him.” She said.
“Healing magick, I thought that was a myth, they say there was an entire bloodline of healer mystics.” Heiro said.
“It’s true he is the last of his bloodline.” She said.
Heiro and Kerra would try anything to help their friend, she had showed them which hut was the healers and they ran to get their help. Kerra wasn’t about to let him die, no matter what. They walked over to the hut; there were skulls on pikes and bones hanging everywhere. It gave Kerra the creeps; she had almost turned back if it weren’t for her thinking about Zander.
“Hello? Is anyone there?” Heiro asked. A tall, thin figure came out from the hut.
“What the hell do you want at this hour?” They asked.
“Our friend has been poisoned and we need your help, we were told that you can perform healing magick.” Kerra said.
The man shook his head, “ I’m sorry I don’t know what you’re talking about. Go away!” he shouted and walked back into the hut.
“It was Xernarin root poison, he will die please.” Kerra begged.
The man poked his head out, “Only Voidshades carry that kind of poison, what were you doing messing around with one of them?” He asked.
“What’s a Voidshade?” Heiro asked.
“It is a shape shifter that takes the form of a human and can use magicks; they feed off the souls of the living.” The man explained.
“That definitely describes the guy I fought.” Heiro said.
Kerra got down on her knees and begged the man for his help and he finally gave in. “Take me to him.” He said.
They took the healer to the hut and he examined Zander, “You’re lucky you brought him in time, another hour and he’d be dead.” He said.
“Thank you so much for helping us, I’m Kerra and this is Heiro.” She said smiling.
“I am called Ferian, pleased to meet you both.” He said. Ferian placed his hands over Zander’s body and a
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