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"Oh, chill. It's not that awful."

"Who are you?!" he roared, arms flailing about, searching for the target he could not see.

"The one who gave you that Dark Aura, thankyouverymuch." A hesitation. "Oh, why not. One more go. At least, I'll get you moving again."

Dark Energy flowed from the voice to Glyde, who accepted the power gratefully, lapping up every bit of it given to him.

His data mended by the power of the Darkloid; he regained sight, though could feel his data was only loosely attached. It was like applying bandages to a nearly severed appendage. A lot of bandages were used, but they were still just bandages, and the appendage was still severed.