Rise of Fire: Dragons Reborn [COMPLETED]

Chapter 47

"The gods have shown me the path to the future, but I have decided that... Just this once I might step in just a hair to nudge it along. He could live a lifetime suffering from this, or he could live a lifetime fighting the war alongside his friends. Life is life, who are the gods to say if he should live it well or not." She stepped through the door, her robes brushing the ground softly behind her. Reezara followed the woman in with her head low to the ground sniffing after the woman cautiously.

'She smells of magic and pain. The night, and the dawn, yet not the day.' Her voice was soft and cautious. Talia promised to explain later why Madora smelled so unique.

"What do you want me to do?" She had a million little questions flitting through her mind but time was of the essence and Madora wasn't one to tell a short tale.

"Your divine flame, it is capable of obliterating the darkness and driving out most things that seek to destroy. Sickness and drugs are similar, burn them away without harming the flesh and he will be left... Whole." Her voice wavered in its intensity from soft to firm as she shuffled forward.

"Divine... I have no idea what you mean lady, but fire doesn't do anything but burn. I'll crisp him like a slab of meat, and if you haven't heard he's not exactly a forgettable face." She wasn't going to be responsible for murdering a dwarven prince, humans were one thing but dwarves... She had no idea how his father would react.

"Don't argue, grab him and close your eyes. Then focus all your energy on controlling the flame, pick out the poison within him and wipe it away. Be meticulous." She coached softly. Talia wanted to argue more but his breathing was slowing and she wasn't willing to argue with his life on the line. So she grabbed his shoulders and closed her eyes.

At first it was as if nothing was happening. She could feel her mana, feel it slowly burning inside her. She tried to let it out slowly and control its ravenous advances. At first it felt impossible, the moment she tried to push her mana into him it flooded forward. It took all of her strength to force it back into a trickle rather than a flood. Regardless of her efforts he still grunted in pain and she could still hear his skin sizzle at the contact of mana. She apologized in her head as she pushed forward.

Once the connection had been made she had to think up a chant of words that would suit her, that would aid her in controlling the flow of mana as she attempted to drive out whatever poisons were in his system. She wasn't a healer, she had no experience in the healing arts or what a healer would do. She only hoped Madora was right and that her fire would 'burn' away any impurities.

Minutes passed and she wasn't sure if anything was changing. He never moved, he never moaned of groaned, he was as silent and pale as he was to begin with. But slowly as her mana drained away his skin started to darken and his breath became stronger. She tried to imagine every part of his body growing lighter and lighter, less and less tainted.

Reezara watched in awe as golden light and fire enveloped her rider and the dwarf. The magic wasn't explosive or as ravenous as normal, instead it was soft and gentle as it surged. Talia tipped her head back as another surge of mana pushed into the dwarf, this time he moaned and twitched. From there things moved rapidly, his eyes opened, Talia's mana extinguished, she fell to the ground and he shot up from the bed. The whole exchange lasted maybe seven minutes, but it felt as if hours had passed. Even she was feeling weary and nauseous.

Talia groaned and stood back up glaring at Reezara momentarily.

'If you're going to watch me, try to keep your mind unlinked from mine. It's disorienting.'