Rest Art

Guardian Angel

"How is it....the taste of power..?, well I suppose you aren't able to withstand its price yet..."

"What...?"

"Well..in time.. you will, no you have to, after all you...are..t-..IDEAL.."

"What are you...who are you...?"

Tyrael slowly wakes up. It seems the conversation he had was one of his dreams. Even so, it felt real and sad, as if he just saw a long-lost friend closer even.

A friend lost in the darkness of the world he now sees himself. He sits up, still only opening his eyes a little as he remembers the fear of his last enemy. Just as he screened the room, he saw her sleeping on the sofa.

There, sleeping carefreely with drool dripping from the side of her mouth. The red-haired angel that somehow became the voice that guided him in these past few days.

The view of Exusiai sleeping is something Tyrael could appreciate. He felt that he was trusted enough by her as she showed her defenseless side. A side that is rather cute in Tyrael's eyes.

He lay down once more and summoned his mask to his face. With his arts, he swapped places with Exusiai so she could sleep more comfortably in bed.

Sitting on the sofa, he now realizes that he is in an unknown room. He got up and cautiously left the room. It seems like a normal house. Outside, there are no people or anything that resembles an aftermath of an attack.

Tyrael now realizes that he is in a different village entirely. Knowing this, Tyrael meant to scout outside, but just as he was about to teleport, the front door opened.

"Hmm.. you're awake. I hope you are not planning on going anywhere. There's still a check-up to do. Take a seat."

A familiar Cautus enters and immediately orders Tyrael to sit. Operator Dust grabs a few medical equipment and then sets it up on the dining table before she sits down.

"Well, C'mon, we don't have all day!" She said, pouting.

Tyrael complied and sat across her. The little rabbit doctor began her examination checking Tyrael's blood pressure, heart rate, and vision without opening his mask.

She also asked a few light questions, trying to check his cognitive functions. Satisfied with the result, she nodded. "There seems to be no major concerns right now. Well you can have a look around, in case you didn't know we are at a different village from where you were before, most of that village is rubble now I assume YOU would know why" she said scribbling her notes.

"I.. I can't remember what happened.. but I remember some house burning, I didn't know the fight was that big." Tyrael said, trying to remember.

Hearing this Dust's ears twitch as she stopped writing on her notes, she calmly looked at Tyrael and found he wasn't lying nor joking. Dust sight turns to her notes, "Don't worry about it, the villagers are forever grateful to you and Exusiai, their words not mine. Go ask them yourself. Most of them took refuge here, too. Oh, but we are meeting at dusk in front of the  village to resume our journey, so don't be late, " she said calmly as she resumed her work.

Tyrael nods and turns toward the window, "Use the damn door!" dust said angrily, knowing he would teleport. Tyrael  gash out a nervous laugh and walked to the door, not wanting to cause trouble.