lightning 1

He was successful with his endeavors -- growing a plant..? It seemed easy -- the Sarradian had channeled the power of the lifewell to renew his mana, empower it ... It had been enough to promote the growth of a simple seed, and now that he was being congratulated, a smile grows on the edges of his lips--

-- until he hears that one is crying out for help, that they were in trouble ... Someone was in need of help, and fortunately, he was here for that. Lightning becomes visible around his body, arcing everywhere around his being as his eyes almost seem to glow purple.

A chain of lightning is formed, shooting directly at Duraban -- or rather, past him.

... But what would it hit?

From where he stood, it randomly arcs off some of the plants, disturbing them -- perhaps damaging them lightly, given his magic wasn't actually that strong ... But once it reaches the Yokai, it's enough to stop it for a brief second.

An accidentally destructive instinct, it seemed..
(Zephyr)
The sound of someone crying out was distinguishable-- despite a holy feeling generated around the area, her attention snapped over toward the crying sounds that came along the way, her eyes widening briefly as she turned her feet on the Sarradian would generate a field of lightning:

"Hang on!"

The girl called out toward the child running through the forest, and ripping free her glove, soon allowing the vine-like fingers to begin to grow, snapping them outwards toward Duraban, grappling around his form tightly as she aimed to draw him in quickly and away from Zephyr's lightning... All the while the flowers at her back would give a shudder, as if looking to find the magical property within the other standing there, but she would hold onto the parasite-like contstruct's desires, making sure to mute it away for a later date.

Tugging the child in past the walls, she would aim to let her fingers go as she glanced around.

"...I-is it dead...?"
(Rosalie)
Yelped as two things happened in a short window. One, wines wrapped around him suddenly which prompted the yelp, drawing the boy towards them with a snap of their long, th[icc]in, bodies. Then, the lighting was sent towards his direction and he had to shut his eyes tight as he screamed and boy did he scream.

Loud as fuck.

Being flung into the air and having lighting sent at him on top of being violated by tentacles and chased by a yokai? The boy was on his last nerves and was completely justified. He wasn't some tough punk kid that ate yokai for breakfest and talked about how many people they killed or how strong they were.

He was just a normal boy.

Who found himself protected by two younger people- those near the fifth brothers age.

"T-Thank you..." He'd whisper softly as he looked around, eyes wide with fear and form trembling.
(Duraban)
With the chains of lightning setting a small bit of a fire to most of the plants it would touch, the boy discovers that he was slowly letting any of the flowers he'd zapped fry ... By mistake, unless Rosalie's plants had amazing reflexes when it came to dodging magic.

The Yokai had been stopped, briefly, but now that he'd damaged some of the garden, there was an overwhelming feeling of something else within the boy -- it was not pride for protecting someone, or a feeling of heroism -- but instead, it was an overwhelming feeling of guilt.

"Burned ... Garden.. Oh no.." He murmurs, seeming upset..! Even if it was only a few plants he'd crisped, he felt bad about it..
(Zephyr)
The girl hadn't a clue whether or not the yokai was dead, but... It didn't seem to be coming anywhere near by for the time being, though. Glancing toward Duraban there, she would give a few small blinks as she observed him. "D'y'need t'be healed?" She inquired as she looked him up and down. Her fingers would retract, soon going back into place as 'normal' apprendages, the appearance of nail-less fingers rather than anything else. Hmn... How odd it was to look at.

Though, as Zephyr would quietly lament, she would glance around, and her brows rose upwards as she gave a tiny squeak. Some of the plants had been burned.

"Oh no..." Her voice cooed out gently as she bit against her lower lip. "I'll heal those too, uh! Don't worry. Y'we're just tryna save someone, Zephy. It's okay..."

Though, it really DID make her sad to see the plants hurt... uwu
(Rosalie)
Looked visibly hurt. Scrapes and scratches on his whole body, cuts on his face, some leeking blood but most of the damage was on his lower body, that is, his legs. The flesh on his left knee was visibly torn, blood freely flowing and his feet were cut up in various places, showing that the boy had been running for a good time or at least, through a dangerous path if anything. Maybe both? He was increadibly tired as well.

"I-I'm okay..." he'd stutter out, blinking away tears as he tried to smile and he somewhat succeed but his teeth were caked in blood as well. Damn, this boy had been roughed up a good amount. He tried to stand up but found no strength, colapsing with another yelp and a small scream as his knee hit the ground again.

"G-Gah!"

He'd cradle it gently, openly whimpering and crying.
(Duraban)
Zephyr: <*sulks while im afk 4 now*>
Hmmm!

Glancing the other child up and down, she would bring up her fingers slowly but surely, the look of warm light beginning to shape up between her fingers there as she watched him intently. "I'll help." She murmured as she brought her fingers down-- but something odd would take place, it seemed... The vine like fingers would begin to draw in the blood of the scrapes and what-have-you that had been procured by the boy, and it would clear up the cuts upon him that would give her better access to making everything here a bit better. Any stray blood seemed to sap away, and she would use her other hand as a healing orb to begin moving along his skin.

It took time, but... Her holy magic seemed to be rather quite intense, enough to heal the skin over. Any nerves that were damaged seemed to be jolted back to strength and life now as she hummed gently, doing her work.

All the while, with the sapping of the blood, it seemed as though the flowers nestled and growing out of the flesh of her back would slowly turn a silvery-pink coloration.
(Rosalie)
Continued as he rocked back and forth until the young girl approached him and his widened eyes only widened further. "W-Wai-" his voice cut off as she reached towards him, and he could quite literally feel her fingers heal him from the slightest touch or well, from what he figured was healing. She was doing away with his blood and he could feel the warmth of the ball of light redo his skin and knit his flesh and he blinked all the while.

"T-Thank you?" It was more of a question than a statement, awed from the very way she did it. Magic- that's what she was doing. The lighting the boy did as well- all magic. Something that he hasn't seen or managed to do himself. Well, he lied. He saw magic but none of this kind. The ones that he saw were destructive- occultic energies from the yokai and other, life ending magics. This was a first.

"Thank you..." He'd whisper it once again, this time meaning it as his eyes slowly closed, his fatique finally catching up to him as he went off to dream land right in the middle of the garden.
(Duraban)
Zephyr trembles almost as much as he did when he was trying to grow a simple seed for a plant -- though this time, it's his entire body. He'd harmed nature, something against the belief of Sarradians-- a terrible person he was.. How could he even do such a thing? He wasn't right in the mind.

Lightning was dangerous -- the most destructive element out of five he'd tell himself.. No better than an Exiliar at this point.

He has a lump in his throat, even as Rosalie tries to tell him it's okay. He felt bad.

"... M'sorry. No no -- was very bad, should be punished.." He says, frustrated with himself -- disappointed in himself, even.
(Zephyr)