'Not yet.'
The words rang in Nicho's skull as his chest tightened.
A slight frown on his face as he shifted to the next unconscious student.
Three had awoken…finally.
Sluggish in their actions, but nonetheless, they are alive and well.
Marshall Lorientt. Alicia Berry. Timothy Pheran.
These three were still seated on the ground.
Their expressions hung on the threadbare edge of waking.
But still, that fog would lift in time.
Ciara and Louis, who had stood behind, had watched the scene unfold.
Though, they had different views on the whole thing.
One wondered why three had awoken while his beloved remained under his spell, and the other wondered at the magickery behind the miasma removal.
'He's simply touching their faces…though, his hands seem perfectly aligned the whole time.'
She thought to herself.
Her inspection of his work was undergoing constant re-evaluation.
She stood still, but her mind ran wild.
