#rain x reader

Wasting Time

"How are you feeling, Cara?" Papa gave me a glass of water and sat me down in his office. Boxes were everywhere and it looked like everything was being set up and renovated.

  I just nodded. I wanted to say fine but it would be a lie. Not that I could say anything anyway.

"I apologise for the mess. We are under a lot of renovations at the moment. New management and all that." He waved his hands around like I would understand.

The Fastest Way to a Girls Heart is Through her Ribcage

As I checked out of the motel there was a lash of thunder. It was Easter Sunday but I knew I wasn't going to church today. The first time in my life I didn't.

  I didn't have an umbrella with me so walking to the bus stop caused me to be drenched with rain. I didn't mind of course, I had always loved the rain.

  I got onto the bus not even knowing where I was headed. The air conditioner was on high causing a chill to my bones. I guess the bus driver didn't realise how cold it was outside. I sat down and began to sketch.

God, if you are Above

  I finally made it out of the monastery. My heart leaping with every step I took. Was I truly free?

  The full moon was just bright enough to see where I was going. The church was at the end of a small town and was perched on a hill. Nothing too steep but every step I took I felt like I was gonna fall backwards.

I made it to the next town over by morning. My clothes damp with sweat and my hair clung to my face. I walked through Main Street and looked at all the different shops. The town was run down. But I knew it would be like this. The town beyond the tracks. My mother said to never come here because of all the violence.

God Bless you

I sat in a pew in this giant cathedral. The walls gray with colorful stained glass windows. My head bowed as I read through the Bible. Trying so desperately to keep my faith. My habit fell loosely around me. A constant reminder of what I am stuck doing.

It was prayer time for the sisters. So I wasn't alone as I read, however I was hardly praying. I hardly prayed after the incident. I lost everything that night of my 14th birthday. Sitting in the room where it happened makes it hard to focus. Every time I looked at the alter all I could see was the black fog that put a thick blanket over the large cathedral.

  I was lost in thought but heard footsteps coming up behind me. I glanced up to see the priest of this chapel.

A/N another one in the bag guys! And better yet my other piece is añready being written as we speak! Now aint that so responsible of me? Shower me with compliments 🥰. Anyhow here it is, the familiars are kind of in the backseat since I want Xandra to shine, not sure how to balance three characters yall. Save me; I take it back don’t compliment me i’m a mess; I am no overthinking of posting this so im gonna click the button before I regret it. And I wasen’t quick enough, still went back to edit, still not satisfied but going forward!

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“I’m going to hit you now, so try to defend yourself. If you can do that, you’ll pass.” Rain declared a fist raised towards the examinee.

One of the Duties of a general was to seek, assess, and train knights to be the best knights they could be, and as one would expect of such a peculiar individual, Rain did not perform his qualifying tests like other generals.

Rather than the usual physical one-to-one spar, he engaged in tests that targeted the mental prowess of the trainee rather than their raw strength. After all, a Knight should have the ability to make tactical choices that meant life or death on the battlefield, both for the knight and the people they protected. Charging in without considering better solutions was not much different from throwing away your own life.

But it was because of these special qualities that he sought and tested examinees for, that those who relied on muscles were not exactly thrilled by Rain's methods. Thus, every time the exam was conducted, there would always be one trainee who would question Rain’s Methods. Of course, the complainer almost always was someone who only relied on his fists and sword to do the talking.

“That’s easy,” The examinee cackled, clenching his fist in preparation.

Needless to say, it never went well for them. Rain was well-renowned and in a high position for a reason after all.

“Bring it on-  The soldier had no chance to finish his sentence before he was sent flying to the wall by Rain.

Though he let out a slight hum as a trail of vines quickly grew from the stony floors and walls, a large leaf caught the soldier before he crashed against the walls of the fortress and gently brought him back down before the vines receded rapidly, turning to the crowd of protesting examinees and sending them an innocent look.

“So, does anyone else have objections?” He called, watching as they all shook their heads aggressively. With that, he turned to the culprit of the sudden rescue.

“Didn’t have to do that,” Rain sighed, gesturing at the groaning soldier now on the ground as nearby medics flocked around him.

“Hardly any need to be injuring your future Knights,” Xandra shrugged as she made her way into the plaza, an excited princess following next to her.

“Nah, he didn’t pass, and I know their type; he wouldn’t have backed away until he realized the bridge in strength.”

“Real humble,” she quipped back with a teasing grin, ignoring the unimpressed look the man sent her.

“Still, I ‘m sure his family wouldn’t be too happy for him to return home in multiple pieces,” she waved him off.

“Is the test over?” Selva asked, stepping closer to the general.

“We just finished, Princess,” Rain answered, watching as his words suddenly increased the tension in the room as all the knights-to-be had suddenly dropped to the ground in a kneel.

“Ah, no; please stand at ease,” she nervously ordered, trying to ease the soldiers to cease the curtsy.

“So, do you want me for something?” Rain questioned, ignoring the Princess’s fretting

“That’s right!” The sovereign shot up, suddenly remembering the reason she had barged into the test in the first place

“Ralphus-san wanted to talk to you,” Xandra explained.

“Him? Ah… Then I‘ll leave now; please take care of the rest.” Rain ordered, looking back at Xenoa and Lenny as he walked away, only to halt at a sudden call as a black-haired trainee approached him.

“Umm, I'd like to ask you something!” She exclaimed, a confused look growing on her face as the general suddenly approached her, placing a hand on her shoulder and leaning to her ear.

“Come to my room later,” he whispered before walking away, joining the two awaiting teens, raising a brow as Xandra stared at him with a suspicious look upon her face.

“What?”

“You know that sounded really ominous, right? That’s probably what someone would hear before they disappear,” she mumbled, letting another whine as her comment simply got her another bonk to the head.

She rubbed her head, running to catch up to the couple and taking her place next to the princess before glancing next to them.

“Is he with you?” She questioned Rain, her gaze set on a nearby tree.

“Huh? What do you mean, Xandra?” Selva questioned, looking around and growing confused when she couldn't spot anyone to justify the question.

“I ‘m glad to see you noticed,” Rain called, rubbing her head proudly before turning to the spot she had been gesturing to.

“Good Job Günter”

“I could hear his heartbeat following us around,” she admitted, tail wagging behind her at the sudden praise of the general.

“Impressive, you could tell my gender as well?”

“Human Males have a slower heartbeat than those of women,” she admitted

“I ‘ll be here from now, so you can go back to investigating that guy for me.”

“Very well.”

“Did anything unusual happen while I wasn’t there?”

“I would like to say that there wasn’t anything, but I felt a suspicious presence not only once. We can’t rule out the possibility that we’ve already been invaded either.”

“Little Wolf, what about you?”

“Me? Well, Other than Günter-san, there have been some unaccounted presences I can hear following us around,” Xandra confirmed

“I see..” Rain trailed off with a frown growing on his face.

“What are you talking about?” Selva cut in

“I‘m also kind of lost here. Why have you been following us, Günter-san?”

“I‘ll give you complete information at Ralphus' place since this matter concerns both of you. Rain assured them, gesturing forward.

“If you will excuse me,” Günter mumbled, bowing to the three of them before making a prompt exit, before the two girls glanced at each other

‘It concerns us?’

“I ‘m sorry for calling you,” Ralphus apologized as he greeted them into his quarters.

“I have troubled you too, Princess.”

“Not at all.”

“What were you thinking using your liege Lady as a messenger?” Rain accused him

“No! We wanted to get you on our own accord!”

“It’s because we wanted to see you as fast as possible,” Xandra admitted with a grin, joining Selva’s side once more as they looked up at their Knight.

“Little one, you should remember to act a little more like a Queen; Little wolf, you too; you’re supposed to help her, not encourage these behaviors.” Rain sighed, muttering that it was okay at the moment since the only one with them was Ralphus, before gesturing for the two to take a seat on a nearby sofa as they too mirrored their actions.

“So what about that matter that concerns both of us as well?” Selva questioned, cutting straight to the point.

“I hate to say this, but… assassins want to eliminate you.” Ralphus pushed out, and at the words, Selva’s world crashed. She was not naive enough to think that everyone would side with her the moment for her to take the throne came, she thought she would be well prepared by such a role, but it seemed she was not as ready as she initially thought to shoulder the responsibility of the country on her shoulders, she bemused as she gripped Xandra’s hands in search of comfort.

“Princess, currently there’s only one heiress in this country. If you were to vanish, the throne would be open. For the aristocracy that seeks supreme power and various countries that are waiting for a weakness due to internal collapse…

“I expected as much. Selva-san is the only one able to take the throne. I understand why they would target the sovereign, but what interest could they have in me?”

“You’re not human.”

Xandra couldn’t say she was surprised at the reasoning behind the price on her head. She could see how aristocrats and those who sought to be closer to the crown would hate to see that not only was their sovereign a young girl, but that her lady-in-waiting was one too, and one obviously not human. Over the centuries, Xandra had come to understand that people frowned upon those different than them being over them; she had seen more than once how something as small as this could be the spark that initiated bloodshed;

It was what had caused the destruction of her homeland after all.

“Rain! You could have said this differently, too!” Ralphus hissed, shocked at his friend’s bluntness.

“It’s alright,” Xandra cut in. This time, she was the one gripping Selva’s hand as she let out a small chuckle.

“It wouldn’t be the first time that people have had a problem with my non-human status, and it won’t be the last time.” She brushed off, glancing at Selva’s crestfallen expression. She couldn’t blame her; it was a lot to take in, from her father passing away to having to take on being told that people were out to kill her. But she also knew that once they saw her true potential, many would understand how worthy she was of sitting on the throne.

Selva still had much to learn about the world and the responsibilities that royal blood carried, but she was sure that with help, Selva could rise to be the Queen this Kingdom didn’t know it needed. Unlike those before her, she was not one to allow nepotism or injustice. Although it was this very same quality that would cause some parties to always be after her, it would be the thing that would turn Sunkwoll into a flourishing, just, and welcoming country, one that looked after not only those of lineage but everyone. It was because of this reason that Xandra was so sure that this girl, she was the one she needed to support if she was to leave this world knowing it would not be destined to be wiped out by war and greed and she would continue to do this while still staying true to herself, honoring the life and self that many had died to protect centuries before.

“I am proud of what I am; it reminds me of my family, of my homeland, of my people, and I will never pretend to be someone else just to appease them,” Xandra confidently stated, a smile on her face. In turn, Ralphus let out a sigh.

For the next few minutes, the tension in the room never ceased as both Rain and Ralphus went to explain the different parties that could have been involved in the hiring of the assassin guild that was currently targeting the two girls. But in the end, there were an incredible number of parties who would benefit from the princess’s removal and whose royal status despised the fact that a non-human was in the inner circle of the country and thus wanted more than anything to eliminate Xandra.

“So we don’t know if the enemy is within the country or outside,” Selva concluded.

“In order to not be captured they’ll use a day like today when a lot of outsiders visit us. That’s why I‘ve had Günter following you since yesterday.”

“I didn’t notice him at all,” the princess confessed, worry growing on her at the fact that she had managed to completely miss the fact that more than one person had been trailing her.

“It would have been nice if you had given me a warning. What would you have done if I had attacked him?” The wolf-hybrid question pointed an accusing finger at him.

“That’s my bad, I couldn’t afford to tell you since I wasn’t sure if people were listening in, and I knew you wouldn’t attack someone lest you were sure they had malicious intentions.”

“Both Günter and Xandra felt suspicious presences too. There’s no doubt that they want to see how things stand at close range.”

“That’d be clever,” Ralphus concluded. As he was mulling over this, Rain noticed the tight grip the princess was keeping on her Lady-in-waiting, and with a smile on his face, he put a gentle but firm hand on top of her head.

“Don’t worry, I‘ll be your personal guard for now. So leave everything to this genius here!” Rain vowed as Xandra to shoot forward, gaining both of their attention.

“Don’t forget about me! I‘m your protector too! Plus, I was here before this idio- ow!” She whined, rubbing her head as Rain swiftly pulled his sheath and bonked her on the head.

She would forever be grateful to Selva, who was not only welcoming to her and her companions but also considered her one of her most trusted, equaled only by Rain. She was determined to protect her not only because she was the key to prosperity but also because she had been kind to her. Although Rain needed little protection, she was still determined to ensure nothing befell him as he, too, tried to make Selva the unquestionable sovereign of the country. Both of them had been nothing but welcoming despite her appearance and abilities, and this was something that very few people were capable of: taking a chance and approaching someone who was clearly much different than them, and she would be damned if she let them down.

“It’s true!” Xandra protested, glaring at the black-clothed soldier

“Didn’t need to add that last part, and that aside, I don’t want you to overdo it either, you are one of their targets as well. I will protect the both of you.”

“Depend on me too! I’m strong, and I will protect Selva-san no matter what,” she shot back, and eventually Rain let out another resigned sigh, but a grin broke through his facade as he nodded.

“Alright”

“So don’t worry about a thing, Selva-san! You have a knight and a lady-in-waiting watching your back at all times!”

“Okay!”

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Though their celebration was cut short, as instead of falling to the ground, the demon repositioned himself and shot forward right past Xenoa and Lenny, and straight towards them.

“Little one! Little Wolf!” Rain boomed, unable to step in time, as Leylur pulled both of them towards him and activated a spell, teasing Rain.

“You let your guard down; in the End, I win, Rain,” he mocked the swordsman as the three of them dissipated.

And within seconds, the three of them arrived at the king’s castle, with said man landing gracefully as the other two crashed to the floor.

“Are you okay, Selva?” Xandra questioned, surveying the girl for any injuries as she struggled to stand up, placing herself between her and the demon.

“I ‘m okay…” she mumbled.

“I let Rain escape, but getting my hands on the Ruler of my enemy Nation and her peculiar lady-in-waiting isn’t too bad either,” he mused, turning around and looking down at the girls.

“I ‘m also very curious about both that pressure… and your nature as well,” he confessed, glancing at the princess and then to the wolf-girl, eyes snapping to her unnatural features.

“The fact that you are able to use such high-level magic without any incantations is quite curious and I am most delighted to hear about it.”

“Let’s sit down for a cup of tea while we’re at it,” she scoffed, bemused at his expectations.

“I don’t believe you are in any position to decline.”

Xandra’s eyes narrowed at the sight of Laylur’s previously gaping wound slowly mending itself shut. She had figured he wasn’t human due to his unnatural heartbeat, but seeing this feat simply solidified her theory.

“You’re not human.”

“ I could say the same about you,” he easily shrugged back.

“If you want to blame anybody for this, blame Rain and that companion of yours; their compassion dulled his sword and her magic,” Laylur said offhandedly to the princess.

“And they can’t cast off those shackles, that’s their weakness,” he said, glancing at Selva as she, too, began raising herself.

“Neither Rain nor Xandra are weak,” she started.

“Hoh?” The king questioned with a smirk.

“No one equals him in sword fighting or strategic skill, no one equals her in magic prowess or counsel,” she continued, throwing the flushed girl a small smile before turning to Leylur with a confident stance.

“They aren’t only strong, they are also incredibly gentle and kind. They are people who wield their abilities to protect others.”

“You might be right, but the fact of the matter is that they could not protect you, isn’t it. What could the two of you possibly achieve alone?”

“They protect me at any time; even now,” she said with a smile, gripping her medallion tightly in her hand.

With those fighting words Xandra took her chance, pulling any remaining magic she had, the castle beginning to tremble and crackle as huge Venus Plant broke through, its jaws encasing the king in one smooth movement.

This, of course, was no match for the Demon, who simply waved his hand, causing the plant to burst into flames until only ashes remained. This, however, was more than enough time for Xandra to pull the princess's and jump out of the window, sliding down on a recently grown vine until they had made it all the way down to the outskirts of the Gayni’s castle.

“We’re out?” Selva questwayd

“Not out of the woods yet,” Xandra huffed, struggling to keep herself standing .

“It’s unlikely we will be able to stay here without being spotted,” Xandra pointed out, glancing towards the entrance of the castle where soldiers had already begun to be mobilized to search for them.

“I’m all out of magic, and soon enough I won’t be able to even keep myself upright,” Xandra summed.

“It’s quite all right, Xandra, like I said before, both of you watch over me, even if he is nations away, he still does.” Selva smiled as her attendant watched her grip her medallion tightly.

Xandra remembered that medallion; it was a gift Rain himself had given her, with just a few words attached.

‘Listen, Little One, it only works once. Hold the coin as you imagine the person you want to meet, then just say the magic word.’

Back then, Xandra had not felt anything emanating from the pendant, but now, held tightly in the princess’s hands, she could feel a growing magic pressure growing by the second, her skin tingling at the feeling, as she braced for the magic spell to take effect. Together, as she hooked arms with Selva, they chanted the magic word.

The magic word was

“Rain,” they both spoke as the two of them disappeared in a bright beam of light, only for their stomachs to twist as they suddenly began falling to the ground, with Rain’s shocked face looking up at them, promptly halting their fall, bringing him to the ground alongside the two girls.

“Little one? Little wolf?” He questioned, wincing as he shot into a sitting position.

“Ow ow ow, it still hurts when I ‘m in that position,” he groaned as Selva flinched back with an apology.

“Did the healing not work?” Xandra questioned, shooting forward, backing away with a hastened apology as if her worry had gotten too close, gaining another wince from the man.

“S-sorry”

“Just a little sore still, you took care of the worst of it, but most importantly, how on earth did both of you just- he started only to be interrupted as Selva simply raised the medallion in response.

“It was you,” Xandra explained with a toothy grin.

“We just spoke the words of the person we wanted to meet the most,” Selva added.

With this, Xandra pushed herself up, letting out a slight wince the moment her palms made contact with the ground. In the adrenaline created by the commotion, she had forgotten the state her palms were after she had utilized the mutuari, not to mention the amount of magic it had taken to activate the spell itself, as she stumbled around slightly before regaining her footing as a firm hand gently but firmly stabilized her.

“Xandra!” Selva cried

“I ‘m okay, just a little bit dizzy,” She assured her.

Rain let out a huff at her words before suddenly picking her up and mounting her on top of his stallion.

“We’ll have a talk about that later. For now, let’s get those treated,” Rain called, gesturing one of the medics over.

Xandra blew a raspberry at the man but let the medic treat her hands, lest she invoke the wrath of the Sovereign of the nation, who, with the help of Rain, sat beside her as they prepared to set forth back towards their fortress.

“Xandra?” Selva called after a while of not hearing her attendant’s quips, only to put a hand over her mouth to cover her shocked expression at the wolf-hybrids' sleeping face, though before she could inquire about her status, a small voice piped up.

“Do not worry, Little one, she will be alright. The magic she used took quite a significant amount of energy; she will be alright after sleeping it off.” Viridi assured her.

With that statement, the princess relaxed and was glad that the allied armies of Rain and Ralphus had managed to emerge victorious in the war against Zarmine’s expedition corps in Old Lunan, enabling everyone in Sunkwoll to take a small rest before the next conflict inevitably started.

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Xandra watched with a grin as Shelfa triumphantly received Rain from his battle with Garblake.

But she paused instincts flaring, as she caught the familiar sound of crackling fire coming closer and closer to them.

Not missing a beat, she dashed forward, all the way in front of the soldiers, willing her power to surge forward as vines shot from the ground, creating a sturdy, fleshy barrier, only for it to go up in flames as what seemed to be a mighty blast crashed against it, ears flattening against her hair at the sight.

‘It’s not going to hold,’ she thought, preparing to counterattack before a hand landed on her shoulder.

“Dispel it, I will be the one facing him,” Rain said with a grin as he made his way through the slowly receding vines, as Xandra made her way back to Selva, standing protectively in front of her.

Once the view was cleared, they noticed a new presence now standing on the battlefield—a white-haired man with an oppressive pressure and slitted eyes.

“This is... King Leylur!” Yuri exclaimed, staring at the King of their enemy nation, who was casually standing amongst his fallen soldiers.

True to his reputation, the man was merciless, just speaking a few words before launching an attack. Both of them watched as he shot a magic blast towards Rain, only to be halted before it made contact with him.

It seems that in this world, the ability to wield magical shields was incredibly rare, and according to the King, it was reserved for those who had been able to slay dragons, thus bestowing upon the user the title of ‘Dragon Slayer’.

Xandra could only let out a sigh as the black-clothed warrior retaliated. Rain was anything but reserved; as soon as this was revealed, he did not hold back on the abilities that came with such a title, retaliating with a ball of flame that, much like what happened to him, the King was able to cancel easily.

The girl could not help herself when she let out a snicker as the King offered Rain a position in his army, inviting him to betray his fellow comrades, something that much to everyone’s chagrain Rain entertained and agreed it was an enticing deal”

“I was only complimenting him a bit,” Rain growled at his subordinates, who were screaming at him as he glanced back at them, then further back, where both the princess and the wolf-hybrid stood,  the latter who threw him a toothy grin, and the former giving him a closed eyed smile that he returned, smiling softly as he met their gazes. Turning back towards Leylur, he exclaimed.

“Sorry, I only turned my back on my former king, but you see, I have no intention of turning my back on this country, my subordinates, or my new queen and her attendant, you see,” he exclaimed as he shot forward once again.

They looked with bated breath as Leylur managed to land a heavy kick onto Rain, one that he barely managed to block. It was at this time that the King took the chance to size up the army, expressing his dissapointment as to why Rain would ally himself with such ‘wimps’ but what seemed to have cut deeper was his remark about Rain’s black attire, questioning if he perhaps was following the tradition of wearing black after losing a loved one, it seemed to have rattled rained but he quickly shook it off.

“You expressed exactly how I feel,” Rain suddenly exclaimed

“I only have one Queen; I’m a knight and I won’t give up my role as their protector,” he proclaimed, powering his magical sword. Xandra watched, a warm feeling in her chest, as he continued to fight for them.

But that warm, cozy feeling was not to last as her heart dropped to the ground. Both of them and the whole army watched in horror as Leylur sent a blast of magic straight through Rain.

It was weird for a second; she could barely hear a word being uttered, but when she dashed forward towards the man, the screams began ringing around her. Perhaps there were louder screams, but she was sure the most sorrowful screams were coming from the young princess.

Ignoring this, she skidded to a stop in a kneeling position next to the falling soldier, taking notice of the severity of the wound as she plucked a small bead from her bracelet, gripping it in her hand.

‘I’ll have to use the Mutuari,’ she thought with a frown as she eyed the deep, burning gash on the swordsman’s side.

The Mutuari, at its core, was an arrangement of beads with considerable magic sealed within them, each Faens’ sibling pouring a fraction of their own magic into it, resulting in each bead having a different power. With it, the carrier was able to use magic beyond their element or mastery, enabling them to wield powers and abilities usually out of reach. But of course, such an object has its limitations, as despite the raw amount of magic there in, it was limited due to the simplicity of the vessel; only one single spell could be completed with each bead. And each use had its price, as one would expect from the ability, though each one was unique to the specific magic that was being implemented. In addition, the user needed to put quite a bit of magic into it to make the feat possible.

“Keyara, please lend me your fire for this occasion,” she muttered, placing her hands over the wound as slowly, fire began consuming them. Glancing up, Leylur began speaking.

“It was remarkable that he was able even to injure me, but he was a weak soldier after all,” he called, disappointed, glancing at the princess who by now had thrown herself on the ground, arms together in a praying motion, hoping, wishing that Rain would stand back up.

He then turned his gaze upon the younger girl who knelt next to Rain’s body, arms waving in a circular motion above his wound as flames followed the motion, seeping into the man’s body.

“It would be regretful to go back empty-handed after going through the trouble of coming here,” he mused.

“It's still disappointing to not have found the warrior I was looking for, but that magic of yours, the lack of incantations, and your inhuman appearance might just have quell that feeling.”

"I woulden't celebrate too early, Rain won't give up so easily and I won't either" she growled not taking her eyes off Rain, eyes snapping up briefly as the king simply let out an amused chuckle.

"Even if he needs time to get back up, I won't let you have your way"

"You? The General of the army they called the strongest is dying at your feet yet you claim you could do what he could not?"

"Perhaps not, but it sure as hell will give him enough time to get up and kick your sorry behind, and I wouldn’t underestimate me either, I’ve been told I’m quite stubborn."

"Who are you?"

"I'm the queen's lady-in-waiting."

Despite her words however standing against a man with such inmense power would be near impossible in her current state, giving the fact that she had nearly depleted her own magic in order to be able to use the powers of the Mutuari; she was incredibly weak and would not last.

Xandra grit her teeth at the thought and at the pain of the fire licking at her hands as she continued to heal Rain.

“But that doesn’t matter does it?” She suddenly mused

“This fight is yours. Rain” she called with a grin as she receded from his body, leaving behind only the hole in his clothes; the gaping hole in the flesh no more.

“Yeah, I got it from here,” he huffed out, slowly bringing himself to his feet, but once up, he gave her a smile, ushering her behind the lines once again as she returned to the princess's side once more.

“I decided back then…That I would become tougher than any other being on this world,” Rain announced, the usual confident look on his face as he stood up straight.

“He’s okay…” Shelfa cried out, eyes red and still full of tears from the recent breakdown

“You saved him,” she cheered, throwing herself into the shapeshifter with a teary laugh.

“He did a lot of the heavy lifting. That spell leaves the receiver exhausted since it’s accelerating healing, so the body is making the effort many times over what it normally would, so it takes its toll.”

“I didn’t know you were a healer!” Xenoa sighed, still overwhelmed from the event.

“I borrowed a little bit of magic from my siblings,” she pushed out, wincing as she returned the embrace, her hands brushed against the princess's clothes.

“H-huh? Hey, your hands,” Lenny exclaimed  as he spotted the state of her hands.

Hearing this, Selved quickly looked at her attendant’s arms, only to let out a choked gasp at the state of them.

“They will get better; some bandaging should do the trick,” Xandra brushed off, smiling at her.

“Xan- “ the princess began only to be interrupted at the sound of swords crashing against each other.

“You can let me have it later, alright? Let’s watch Rain win and come back to us, alright?” The lady-in-waiting assured her once she noticed the princess' inner-turmoil; grinning when the latter gave her a hesitant nod.