Accused

“ANYA!” Jay tried to awake her with a scream as she slowly floated down from the yellow ring. If Anya died, Jay would surely die too after Sullivan found him; he knew it tied his life to her - for now at least.

Jay caught her and sat her down comfortably. Looking around, he made sure they weren’t in any immediate danger.

We need to get out of here, he thought - but he reasoned that if he tried to leave, she may not until she wakes up, and a bayring could stumble upon her - this was a risk he wasn’t willing to take.

Well, she has 4 HP, I think if I give her enough time, she will wake up.

Jay had an idea, But I could try something...

Jay placed his hand over Anya.

“Restore”

Swirling green gas left Jay’s hand - yet as it came into contact with Anya’s body, it disappeared into her bones. He could sense her skeleton, but he really could not do anything useful to her bones, and the necrotic mana dispersed.