Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-28718853-20190424132336/@comment-26517142-20190513125416

"That won't be necessary. You helping me is enough. I - (a finger from her gauntlet produces a glowing scalpel) will perform the surgery. All I need are the tools for the operation at hand."

Cybele sits beside Jeiel, eyes vigilant as the man grunted in pain. The Troll raises her hands and Jeiel is immediately made to lie in a bed of flowers, its healing scent calming the man down. Still, the effort wasn't enough.

Cybele : Jeiel.. what's happening to you?