Damien, Topaz and Skye stood crowded around the sick boy. "The medicine is starting to wear off, and there isn't much of it left." Topaz observed, gazing at the boy, his mousy brown hair plastered to his forehead and his cheeks flushed ruby-red.

Lux stood off on one side, leaning on the wall in an almost careless manner. A light frown blooming on his pale features/

Damien turned to Lux. "Could you make more of the medicine you made?" After a moment he added, "Please." Almost as if it was just an afterthought. His voice was desperate, almost to the point of begging.

Lux scoffed. "I'd be surprised if I had enough magi for this one boy, much less a whole village."

"Please." Damien pleaded. "I know we've had disagreements in the past but-" Lux cut him off.

"I couldn't care less about your 'apologies' and if I recall correctly they weren't just 'disagreements.' And this comes as a surprise. You know I was being sarcastic back there, right?" He paused before continuing. "Some sick part of me wanted to play the same games you played with me, I guess." Damien's shoulders sagged. "So you're not doing it?"

Lux looked as if he was contemplating, before letting out a sigh. "I never said I wouldn't do it."

"Thank you." Damien said, his eyes twinkling with delight

For a fraction of a second Skye thought she saw the flicker of blue-green turn to her, but she brushed it off, saying it was just her imagination.

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