Sword of the Lost Gods ~fantasy rp~

[Miranda_]

"Sure, I'll come with you," Fenrir said.

[spirit_queen]

"You will? Really?" Mina said.

[Miranda_]

"I have the time, after all."

[spirit_queen]

Mina smiled. "Let's go, then."

[Miranda_]

So they went to find Svana.

[spirit_queen]

Svana was up in her room, and when Mina told her what she wanted, Svana said "Oh! Now? Okay! Just lay down on my bed- perfect!"

Mina had done so before Svana had finished talking.

[Miranda_]

Fenrir sat down next to the bed.

[spirit_queen]

"Ths is going to hurt." Svana said. "A lot."

"Oh, great. Why?" Mina said.

"Because the optic nerve is highly sensitive, and- and this analogy ins't very great, but it's all I can think of... um... my healing will act like a defibillator reviving a heart, excpet... different? But, anyways, thet'll help you understand the pain, I guess."

Mina sighed. "Let's just get this overwith." Svana nodded, forgetting that Mina couldn't see, and placed her left hand over Mina's eyes. Svana pulsed with light once very brightly, Mina thrashed.

"Fenrir, will you hold her down?" svana asked. she hated having to ask, knowing her sister was in pain, but she couldn't stop halfway.

[Miranda_]

Fenrir hated to see Mina in pain, too, but he did as he was asked.

[spirit_queen]

Svana pulsed four more times, and Mina struggled and cried out in agony. "Done." Svana said.