Zelrius watched Kyra approach, he was tense, just from the expression her face. Taking a step back the foxgirl stepped in, messing with the blood of the creature. A moment of silence, and the fire-man was ready to just breathe a sigh of relief and walk away. That was, before it grossly began oozing the fluid out of its charred skin, where its melted eyes used to be, and opened mouth full of popped teeth. Jaw clenched, eyelids painfully shut tightly and Zelrius looked away quickly, trying to purge the memory that the sight of Kyra's Hemomancy eviscerating what was left of the corpse. Was that even really necessary? Before his gaze could go back to scanning Kyra, she had spoken and walked off. There was something so dark about her demeanor today. What the hell was the deal with that? There was a moment where he was afraid to say anything about it, instead looking to Alice, and hopefully Jester to see if they felt the same way he did. The two were already talking on their own, by Jester's almost-corpse.
That was far better to focus on, the man turning to head over to them and tilt his head, listening into what was being said. Just in time to see her arm pop up and back down. He placed a reassuring hand on the shoulder of the seemingly caring, if blank-slated Alice to also kneel down, an attempt to make his presence not invasive of her personal space and get a closer look at Jester. They could just have her healed here, since the Magia had proven to be a support, though who knows what that'd do about the paralysis if anything. "I got this one, if you want to heal her once I get her up." He offered a small plan to the pair, reaching a hand to grasp Jester's wrist and lean forward, in order to get her arm to be pulled around his shoulder and up.
It was clear how deep the paralysis went when he tried to stand the Dynamism-Only girl up next to him. Eventually giving up on that plan and restancing his hold. Sweeping now his left arm under her knees and right along her shoulderblades, hoisting the woman up to his chest level. "We're lucky I am taller than her, ey?" He joked, for the first time, realizing that Jester was rather tall herself, which his hold just a bit more difficult, but still manageable. "Alright Alice, ready when you are. Then, we can head back to camp. Turn this quest in." Offering the healer a cleaner shot to - at the very least - take care of the surface wounds of the woman so that she wasn't in pain during the whole carry-journey back.
That was far better to focus on, the man turning to head over to them and tilt his head, listening into what was being said. Just in time to see her arm pop up and back down. He placed a reassuring hand on the shoulder of the seemingly caring, if blank-slated Alice to also kneel down, an attempt to make his presence not invasive of her personal space and get a closer look at Jester. They could just have her healed here, since the Magia had proven to be a support, though who knows what that'd do about the paralysis if anything. "I got this one, if you want to heal her once I get her up." He offered a small plan to the pair, reaching a hand to grasp Jester's wrist and lean forward, in order to get her arm to be pulled around his shoulder and up.
It was clear how deep the paralysis went when he tried to stand the Dynamism-Only girl up next to him. Eventually giving up on that plan and restancing his hold. Sweeping now his left arm under her knees and right along her shoulderblades, hoisting the woman up to his chest level. "We're lucky I am taller than her, ey?" He joked, for the first time, realizing that Jester was rather tall herself, which his hold just a bit more difficult, but still manageable. "Alright Alice, ready when you are. Then, we can head back to camp. Turn this quest in." Offering the healer a cleaner shot to - at the very least - take care of the surface wounds of the woman so that she wasn't in pain during the whole carry-journey back.
