The chill of the blizzard still clung to me, but here in the Upper Keep's infirmary, the air was warm, thick with the scent of herbs and antiseptic.
My gaze was fixed on Head Healer Avir as he finally straightened from the chair, a weary sigh escaping his lips.
"How is he?" I asked, my voice softer than I'd intended, the question hanging heavy in the quiet room.
Avir turned, a reassuring nod settling the knot of anxiety in my chest.
"As you may have noticed, he suffered severe internal and external injuries from the recent battle. That immense burst of power he channeled... it must have worsened his condition, pushing his body far beyond its limits. Thankfully, you managed to aid him on time, Mr. Lumin. Thank you both." He gestured slightly towards me and Zephyr, who stood silently beside me, his own face drawn with exhaustion.
We simply nodded in response.
