the weight of what we owe // open, awakening

[Hope Arcanium]

The hybrid god could feel some of the energy returning to her, the pressure of Rin holding bandages to her wounds seemed to burn slightly, and her face scrunched up. But the way that her friends and brother came to her rescue gave her reassurance that she wasn’t alone, and that she was still loved, regardless of what happened. Yes, the thought of what she had done to Cooper moons ago still haunted her, but this was proof that she need not worry about such a thing. He cared for her still. That’s what mattered.

Everyone here cared.

She wanted to speak, to tell them how grateful she was to have them there with her, but she knew better than to speak when she could use all the energy she could get and save. Rin, Cooper and the rest of Elysium is all that she could ask for at this moment- being able to exist here with them, for however long or short that time may be. She wouldn’t die today, no- that was not an option. She had things to do. She had to help protect Elysium from these gods the best she could.

Speaking of the hostile gods, Tena arrived, asking who had done this to her. With what movement she could muster, she tried to point her paw in the direction of the Wyvern leg. The one with the unnatural symbol on it. The one of her attacker, who she was able to take down with a bit of effort and luck. Lots, and lots of stupid, good old luck.

“A wyvern... I took care of it...” She felt her entire body scream in agony, even with that little movement and speaking up, it felt like literal hell. There wasn’t any way to describe it as Playerone hissed in pain, holding back from speaking or making any more noise.

They would have to wait for an explanation until she was healed.