Chapter 5. Parting
Part 4. Reawakening
He was once more in that void. He felt slight pains to his head and wing and also something on his right arm, something that was so warm. He suspected it might be Shamila and felt bad for worrying her, but now he must wake up. Nillanthir focused himself into healing subconsciously; very few healers were capable of this. He felt the Force flow through him, healing his injuries and giving him the strength to be able to wake up. Nillanthir slowly opened his eyes and sat up. He could see Vhiran unconscious being held by Bultar. He succeeded, Nillanthir thought. I wonder where Shamila is. Nillanthir’s thoughts soon were disrupted as he felt something suddenly latched onto him and he nearly fell onto his back.
“Oro!” was all he could say then he looked down and saw a small figure holding onto him, quietly sobbing on his right arm. He could feel the tears soaking through his clothing, but it did not matter to him. He simply wrapped his arms around her to comfort her. “It’s ok, I’m fine. You do not need to worry over me,” he kept on telling her softly. As she continued to sob silently he looked over to Vhiran. I am glad he was able to pull it off. Maybe he should have considered being a healer, Nillanthir thought to himself and he waited for Vhiran to come out of his state of unconsciousness.
Flashes of the steel blue appeared on Vhiran’s pale, now almost white face as the Jedi Knight regained consciousness and blinked several times.
“Hi there,” a warm woman’s voice sounded.
Vhiran slowly moved his head to see Bultar. “Hey,” he replied with a faint smile and looked at her for some time. His look then moved around. They were still in the cave. Then, it had succeeded. Nillanthir’s plan had worked.
“How are you feeling?” Bultar asked.
“A little weak. I think, maybe I overdid a bit.” Vhiran grinned and slowly tried to sit upright.
Smiling, Bultar shook her head softly and helped him up. “You’ve done fine.”
“That you have,” Nillanthir’s voice suddenly sounded from behind them. “Well done.”
Bultar and Vhiran looked behind them and both made a polite nod in reply. Vhiran took a deep breath and rubbed in his eyes. The healing technique had exhausted him and he felt like he could fall into a state of unconsciousness again at any time, but he pulled himself together and stayed awake.
Shamila, now gently clinging to Nillanthir’s arm, looked at her awoken Master. “I’m, so glad everyone’s alright now,” she said while drying the last of her tears and smiled faintly.
Vhiran nodded. “So am I,” he said and slightly shaking attempted to stand up. Again, the exhaustion threatened to overwhelm him. Noting this, Bultar quickly jumped up and supported him before he fell over. Vhiran blinked. “Thanks,” he whispered. From the corner of his eye, he could see young Amakusa looking from behind a rock wall. “It’s alright, you can come in again,” he said. While the others got back into the chamber, Vhiran turned to Bultar and softly spoke to her.