The healer and the Ghost fire

Part - 2

The path was put under a spell.  We found it once we set out.  It might lure in some people and make others leave but we had not a single problem in entering the set location.

It led us to a dilapitated shrine which reeked of blood.  We weren't sure what to expect but to look at a man who lied there lifeless with dead eyes wasn't the thing we expected.  He was unconscious but not dead and that moment we realized he were an immortal.  He was damaged beyond repair.  Still with the sword pierced into his chest which was nearly just a mush was too much.  We were overwhelmed for a bit and also every bit shocked.  We had picked anaesthetic agent with us everywhere we went.  But since the harvest was over we had it in large amounts that it'd be able to make nearly 30 elephants unconsious.  We reached him slowly analyzing how he moved and how erratic his pulse was.  He really wished to die but the immortality won't grant his wish.

There was a sudden jolt.  "IT HURTS IT HURTS IT HURTS IT HURTS IT HURTS ITHURTS ITHURTS  ", "ITS ENOUGH JUST LEAVE","DON'T COME NEAR", HE  SCREAMED.

We were thrown aback for a bit.  But he saw that we were trying to help him and blabbered, "no don't you'd also get the disease if you help me.  Killing people is the only way and only then its thirst for blood be sufficed.......leave, leave don't bother". His speech was slurred and so much in pain that we were only able to make the outline of it.  We went ahead further while he tried to move away and said, "Relax friend, we had enough blood on our hands over the years that it could possibly not even think of reaching us and you relax..... Just close your eyes and let us handle you, rest dear... rest yourself just rest".

Though he was scared witless and hurt to nothing he was still conscious enough to think for others.  Unbelievable.  And it took nearly a full bottle of the anaesthetic we brought to put him in slumber.  He weighed so much  and we put our powers to use and carried him to the makeshift place.

"What's your name?", I asked the fire.

"Hong'er ", it replied anxious.

Gaining details of the fire was easy for us but it couldn't express itself so clearly.

It was a soldier in the war led by the man in our arms and the ghost hoped so much that we'd help him. "Its okay dear. By now you should've known that we are not normal.  We'll do our best to heal him as quick as possible.  He's under a drug so don't worry he couldn't feel pain", I consoled it.  It was vulnerable and I comforted him.