Death and Rebirth: Roleplay with TheNovaSwag #2

Chapter 68

N:   Saxon woke up abruptly with a start, muttering a few words under his breath before realizing who woke him up.

After Prudoria explained the situation, he looked up at the broken window, "there is no way to know if he's fine. However, since he seems to be confident like Esha, he may know how to survive on his own but he could live here. Also, who is going to take care of the patients?"

"Don't worry about the other patients, sire," one of the doctors said as they walked up to them, "we have some medicine that can help them sleep so that they could properly rest from their disruption."

The entity hummed before stepping out of bed, rubbing his face as it still felt numb from the poison, and said, "Let's see if the man is alright. Are you going to bring your manticore?"

M:   "I don't think so, I remember Odrus and his friends being afraid of Aslan," Prudoria pointed out, "he'll probably frighten the werewolf as well."

"I'll come with you," Esha suddenly said, being the only other person who woke up, "you'll need someone who Sabeth knows and trusts."

"But you can't go, you're too hurt," the young country remarked.

"It's just a scratch, I've been through way worse," Esha grunted, waving away a nurse who tried to stop her, "getting in fights with another eternal was just a Tuesday for me back in the settlement, I'm just a little rusty after centuries away from everyone."

Esha stood with some difficulty, not putting her full pressure on one leg and using her tail to balance herself. Prudoria looked to Saxon for his decision.

N:   Saxon sighed and nodded, "Although I would want to disagree and have you fully healed, you got a point. We will never be able to approach Sabeth without you. But I'm not the one responsible for when you get further injuries, otherwise, Anglo will go after me."

"We will make sure that she would be tended to if such an occasion occurs," the doctor spoke, "now I ask you all to leave so the rest do not wake from their slumber."

M:   Although Prudoria still wasn't sure about Esha leaving, it wasn't like he could argue with people so stupidly older than him, so he relented and asked if he could borrow a coat from one of the doctors. The three countries headed out and to the window that Sabeth jumped out of, it wasn't hard to pick up his trail, blood was quite a contrast to snow after all, not to mention the snow wasn't packed down so his tracks were very apparent.

"Prudoria, I want you to stay behind Saxon and I at all times," the eternal ordered, "Sabeth isn't likely to attack another eternal but he is afraid and confused, and fear can turn anyone into a wild animal."

With the warning out of the way, Esha gathered her strength and led the way, albeit slowly. They actually didn't have to go very far, just a couple yards in the woods, and they heard crying, and when they found Sabeth the poor creature had his hand caught in an abandoned bear trap. His ears twitched when the group came close to him, he tried to run but the trap was anchored to the ground.

"Poor guy," Prudoria said from behind Saxon, "he's had such a bad day, hasn't he."

N:   Saxon wordlessly nodded before cautiously walking towards Sabeth. "I'm not going to hurt you," he muttered as he slowly made his way toward the Eternal until he was crouching near him.

"You need to be freed," the entity spoke in a quiet tone, "so let me release the spring." Making sure not to make any sudden moves, the entity went back on his feet and pushed either foot on the wings on the side of the trap, and pushing them down stopped the spring mechanism, but the other wasn't yet freed. Carefully, so as not to hurt Sabeth too much, he pried the jaws open, and once Sabeth removed his hands, he let the trap snap shut.