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Praetor closes his eyes and takes relief in nubing sensation of the DE, letting out a relaxed sigh and drops his shoulders.

"Thank you... thank you..."

To Praetor there was nothing else occuring in the room. No vampires, no war, only him and the soothing flames from Tirush. Though his injuries were not healed, though the balm did little to relieve his agony he felt at peace. What was once a general positive outlook blossomed into respect for the wyvern. She trusted him and cared enough to aid him time and time again. He would try harder to ensure she made it back to Thomas. He would ensure she would be reunited with Imperia.