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[Kromas Ndorai]

Do it, and I'll get him upstairs.
*holds Zarcs hand, ready to dissipate him and reform him in his room*

[Angder]

*I lean down, and start doing old fasioned first aid*

There... he should live now... hopefully he can do the rest with his magic... 

[Kromas Ndorai]

Right, can you get his bed ready upstairs?
*breathes deep, holding for an extended period*

[Angder]

* I go upstairs and prepare Zarcs bed*

[Kromas Ndorai]

*holds breath, absorbing himself and Zarc into a ball of smoke, reforming Zarc on his bed, and kro next to him*
Phew, now... My arm...
*stares awkwardly at the missing arm*

[Angder]

Im out of magic...  how did you lose an arm?

[Kromas Ndorai]

The fire ball used my arm as fuel.  Eh, its not as bad as the bullet holes.
*walks downstairs, to kitchen*

[Angder]

can... can you heal it...

Oh and Kro...

*HUGS KRO*

Welcome back!  I thought you were dead!

[Kromas Ndorai]

*puts remaining arm around Angder*
Thanks- I was dead, but landed in the underworld court, where they trialled me with crimes against furmainity...
And I should be able to heal it, with a little smoke.
*sets fire to paper, which releases smoke, which begins to rebuild the arm*

[Angder]

Crimes? and they found you not-guilty right?

[Kromas Ndorai]

Urm... No.  I killed them all- about 50 demons in total.
*arm is half complete*

[Angder]

Demons? a demon trial? for what purpose? I thought most demons liked you to commit crimes...

[Kyle MaJoi]

Dalia follows, wanting to help Zarco in any way she could.

[Kromas Ndorai]

Commiting the crimes I've done lands you with quite the sentence... About 2.5mil years.
And no, they are just as civil down there as we are up here.
*flesh begins to form, and bullet holes close over*

[Kyle MaJoi]

"This is Typhon's falt," Dalia said, standing besides Zarc's bed. From just thinking about that mega corporation, Dalia's eyes began to flair with anger.