บท 169: Finding Barry IV

Caitlin wrapped her arms around Zendedari both mentally and physically, hating the worn, tortured lines etched into his beautiful face.

Two days ago you could barely stand, could not remember anything. This is a miracle, Zendedari. What you've accomplished is a miracle.

She tried to reassure him, reading accurately that he loathed the fact that he could not eke out another detail.

"It is enough to piece it together," Kendalf said, his voice a soothing balm. He touched his fingertips to Zendedari's temples, inhaled slowly, and focused, sending himself outside his body.

Caitlin could actually feel the pain melting away, leaving Zendedari whole and calm. The healer's power was extraordinary.

She wanted it, felt it moving within her, rising to follow where the healer's light led.

Kendalf's voice broke the spell. "You must have accepted his offer. The poison was in the betrayer's blood."