Auran's body suddenly convulsed. Before anyone could react, he shifted violently to his side, dry heaving twice before a sudden belch of grotesque purplish-black gunk flew from his mouth. He vomited again and again, his body unable to contain itself. All of his muscle contracted at once as though the soul purpose of his body was to violently heave again and again.
"Auran?! Auran!"
Kira wanted to rush forward to help, her tears still streaking down her face, but she was stopped by the other Ancestors.
"This is a good thing," Ancestor Alvaro said with a peculiar expression.
While it looked like Auran's situation had only gotten worse, the fact he was throwing up such foul material meant that his body was actually actively purging itself.