Myst was quite excited, the little display of the harpy being destroyed bringing joy to his heart. He loved that sense of achievement. But before he was able to say anything or cheer vocally, Cui delivered that kiss and he froze up. After a second, he recovered, though he had lost his train of thought. He nervously chuckled, "Not a half-bad reward either... Erhm, anyways! So, is there another stage and a way to check our score? I did say I would do better, and I want to see if I'm doing that yet." Now he had to hope that little bit of cockiness would overshadow that early slip-up.
Xefr immediately panicked once he saw the wounds, having no idea of what happened. He had sort of lost himself in that moment, with all those feelings. Still though, he wanted to help, "Ah! I'll... Uh, see what I can do! Just like with the plant..." The Black Drake then focused, bringing his right claw to his chest, he started trying to do what he had done before. Just this time, he was going to see if it could heal. With a little difficulty, he emptied his mind, and held out that claw towards Caprima. His thoughts focused on an imaginary image of Caprima's wounds healing, the idea of her being restored to how she was before the attack. His subconscious self sent a few thoughts of doubt about this working with his inexperience, but he threw those away and just kept trying.
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The wall crumpled, unable to take the force of the two Dragons at once. However, the pieces of rock did not going flying back, due to being caught by Tec's psionic power. After making sure the rubble did get tossed, he floated the pieces back and sighed, "Not here to throw rocks. Just want to look inside. Now let's see what Essentials was so careful about..." Tec then stepped inside to get a better look, and seemed surprised.
The room was mostly empty besides a massive bed smack dab in the center with a chandelier above it for illumination. On and around the bed however, were various possessions. Stacked in a neat, orderly way, it seemed like a giant storage. The items varied, from small jewels to a full Draconic tail-guard. Yet the most plentiful were pictures. There were dozens of them, with many different sizes. Some were as big as an average human, but every one was clearly cared for greatly. Not a single stain touched any of them, and they all looked practically new. Tec walked over and picked one up. He turned back to Re'Ni with it, "Hey look! It's a picture of Xefr, with some dragoness!" The picture he was showing off displayed Xefr, looking just like Essentials, standing alongside a Golden Dragoness. They both seemed very happy, locked in a little hug and smiling. Tec put it back down and picked up another one, also showing it to Re'Ni. This time, there were four dragons in the picture. In the center, it was Xefr and the Dragoness again. At the sides stood Durazor and Grimiron. All of them seemed happy again, like a big family almost. Tec seemed particualrly suprised judging by his voice, "I never knew Ess had a mate! I've never seen her before. Why would he keep this hidden? I know quite well how wonderful it is to have somebody to lo... Oh... Oh crap... So that explains the crying, the avoiding of romantic novels, and how defensive he was of this room..." The Shard finally realized it now, and felt incredibly sorry for his brother Shard.
But the room was active as well. The second Tec stepped inside, a faint psionic ping went out. It went unnoticed by the Shard, since it was so weak, but it was going somewhere, to deliver a message.