[i]Only sighing heavily, the Dragonslayer kept staring at the mage, while the metallic lion helm also stared at him, a slight tint of electric yellow seen within the eye sockets to the helmet, probably the eyes of the girl staring at Alon. Slowly but surely, she began making her way towards the child and his savior, and while the young boy had been saved from death, his breathing stabilized although he was still out, the Dragonslayer wouldn't thank the mage. He was the enemy, her one and true target, and considering her hatred for his kind, he might remain that way for a long, long time. Speaking once again with a deep disliking, the girl's voice was slightly muffled by the helm, though one could of course, still hear her speak.[/i] "...I think [u]I[/u] can take care of the child myself. You...need rest." [i]The girl just simply wanted to get Alon out of her sight, to tell the truth. The fury in her voice was easily distinguishable.[/i]

[i]He still didn't stop walking. She didn't know much of the process, and as it being a small child, he needed more than a miracle to survive.[/i] He may seem alright but he isn't. If you [b]truly care[/b], you'll let me prepare some medicine. Just inside the walls, though; consider this a welcome to our home. [i]With newfound strength in his step, he walked on towards the gate, not waiting for the woman to catch up. He didn't seem tired anymore; in fact, he was ready to fight. His powerful aura flared up in challenge, hitting the woman with a sense of unease. Cursing, he forced it down. For the sake of the Dojo and it's usually fragile peace, he would leave dealing with her for another time. Setting the boy down on a park bench near a cherry blossom tree, he performed a bunch of bodily tests; heart rate, breathing, blood pressure. Hands glowing a pale green, he tested the air coming in and out of the boy's lungs, and compressed his arm lightly for pressure. Finally, putting the apple sack on his back to the ground, he dug out various herbs and medicines. With one hand, he burned away all the bacteria from the piece of ground he decided to work with; with the other, he lay out three piles of random herbs. Putting his hands together, he placed them down on the ground; and with the crackling of electricity and a small flash, the piles turned to pills. Scooping them up with care, he set them in three seperate satchels and held them out to the Dragonslayer, gesruring to each one as he spoke.[/i] Blood regulators, for what he has lost. I wasn't able to heal all his internal wounds, and these should bring up his white blood cell and platelet count again; make sure he takes one at every meal. Vulneary concoction, should aid his body in the healing process and bring up his red blood cell count. Once before bed; also some sleep-aid in that one, he's going to be sleepless for many nights to come, and he needs this. And then, a small herbal mix. If he seems like he's lacking energy, it's the vitamins and minerals he lost during his bleed-out. Give him two in the morning, one at night. If you keep this up as soon as he's awake, he'll be better than okay in no time. [i]Eyes fixated only on the boy, he handed the pills to the Dragonslayer, standing up straight and backing away.[/i] If anything arises, come to me. As much as I would rather you didn't, the boy is my concern, not you. [i]His golden-brown eyes gleamed with his words unspoken, and he stood silently staring at the woman, looking her over, assessing her. He knew she would come after him eventually. After all, he was dragon-blooded. And she was a Dragonslayer.[/i] Rest assured, we'll settle our conflict in time, [u]woman[/u]. [i]His eyes turned away now, popping a small bit of herbs into his mouth. He had nothing more to say; he only stuck around to see where they'd be off to, and so as to never turn his back to the woman again. Once was already dangerous, twice was certain death.[/i]

[i]Only silently taking the satchels with her left hand and clenching them within her armored palm, the young woman only stared at Alon as he informed her of the purposes of the medical pills that she had been given and when she should have given them to the child. Her hatred for the mage hadn't subdued at all, even after he had given her the necessary items needed to properly heal the young boy. As Alon walked away from the child and the female Dragonslayer, electricity slowly surged within the palm of her right hand before suddenly dissipating, as if it had never been there at all. For a moment, she had almost let her rage take over, something she had been specifically trained to not let happen at all. But even with all of her training, that didn't stop the knightess from absolutely hating the dragon-blooded mage for what he was, and it didn't stop her from immediately clenching her right fist in anger after the electricity within her hand suddenly dissipated. She wouldn't go after him just yet: she would take her time, seek weaknesses, and strike her target when the time was ripe. And within the Dojo, a place that she had been recommended to arrive at with her own father...this was not the place to kill the dragon at all. Sighing heavily, the woman strolled over to the young child quietly, silently lifting him up with both arms and staring upon his smooth, pale face. She calmly raised her right hand to push away some of the boy's blonde hair out of his eyesight, although he was in deep sleep. She had to return him to his family, unless they had been killed by the one that had committed the actions. And so, the woman turned her back go Alon, softly carrying the young boy with her as she returned to the village, only seeking a place where the boy could stay, alongside her, so that she could care for him. [/i] [spoiler]I assume fin?[/spoiler]

[spoiler]Yeeee GG that was good[/spoiler]