FOREVER KNIGHTS: #13 Salvaging Souls

Making her pause on the stairs. “Yes…” She resumed walking. “You did.”

How quickly she’s forgotten, it seems.

As they entered the chamber, Murah pointed to the bed. “Put him down there.”

Savage tossed him onto it. A bit rougher than I intended perhaps

Dimurah sat on the edge of the bed.

Savage watched baffled, as she leaned over the injured man. Putting a palm to each of his temples. What’s she doing?

The back of her brown tunic rent. Long red wings began to work their way from the cloth. Tearing the side with the pointed tip before jerking free bit by bit until finally splaying fully. Tossing crimson feathers over the floor as they solidified. Stretching out to an impossible length. She tilted her head back and flowing copper hair flooded down her back. Dangling between the spots of blood forming dual lines down the back of the brown cloth. Her hair began to spear with short bursts of lightening. The currents tossing her tresses hauntingly. Red lights travelled from her hair and wings over her shoulders and down her arms. Moving into her hands in bright flashes that generated a methodic hum.

There was a tink like the sound of someone clicking metal on glass. Then a pop that shook the room. Making the bed vibrate so rapidly it rattled on the floor.

Savage stepped back to get away from the orbit of her power. A boom like thunder sounded and Dimurah peered over her shoulder at him. Her eyes were so vibrant that blue beams speared from both into the darkness. The perfect white of her skin was pearlized. Like rainbows danced just under her flesh.

Her expression was pure confusion.

Despite that she’s controlling it, she’s scared. He reached out a hand to her.

She outstretched hers and he wasted not time taking two long steps to grasp her forearm. She caught his and he yanked her from the bed and spun her around to pull her into his arms.

Feeling her energy mounting in waves too powerful for her to control he sent a surge of his own to meet it.

A bloom of gold light surrounded her in finger tendrils which clasped her like a fist. Sending soothing energy into her. Bringing down her mounting heat. Slowing her expedited heart and erratic breaths.

Savage drew two long breaths and they wafted into her. Calming her body. There you go.

Soon her heartbeat matched pace with his. They breathed as one.

I give you everything.

“I can feel you.” She whispered. Putting a hand over his heart reverently. “What have you done.”

“Brought you back.” He said.

I know not how else to explain it. He’d reached her in the process of ascension and pulled her back to the current plane. Back with me.

“Thank you.” She whispered.

“I am always here. To offer you anything I have.”

“You,” She shook her head in shock. “are extraordinary.”

He leaned his face down to hers as the vibrant colors around them settled and the room was once more bland shades and dim lights. “Says the woman who just sprouted wings to heal a man.”

“Heal him!” Her eyes went huge and she spun to return to the bed.

Rhyers was blinking his pale green eyes. “I’ve no idea what that was, but I’m sensing I owe you. At least one of you.” He laughed before it turned into a choking cough. Making him groan and massage his hurt leg. Soothing it enough for him to grumble that he and Savage were now even.