Meanwhile, Tettra stood, pained. all those toxins, the ban energy, the terrible feelings that were clustered inside of this girl- they came to her in waves, eating away at her life, the same life she was putting back into Jade. While Jade would feel no more of this sickness- she would be cured- Tettra would feel it all until every last one of those black feathers forming on her wings dropped.
They were encroaching on the beauty of her wings fast, the black feathers. Before she was done, they had eaten a good portion of her wings away, and feathers littered the floor. Croy couldnt see this, or he would be more worried for his sister- he could taste the sickness that was leaving jade, and could feel through her the new life entering her body.
When at last Tettra was done, and all the black feathers had fallen out, she nodded weakly, and collapsed, much to Croys horror.
Luneth looked at her shyly. "Will I be strong one day?"