'If Val didn't notice our hybrid status until now, it means our condition is beyond him. Maybe it's not even a condition. After all, Byt and I are artificial beings.'
"Yes." Lith replied. "Please, see what you can do for her, son."
Valeron nodded, and when Zoreth took him into her arms, he hugged her with all his strength. The young boy closed his eyes, focusing to reach deep into the Shadow Dragon's life force.
"She seems…fine?" He said in honest confusion. "No, wait. There is something wrong with her, but I don't know what. It's strong. Too strong for me, Auntie. I'm sorry."
Valeron's eyes were misted with tears of shame for his inability to help her.
"It's not your fault, sweetie." She caressed his hair and kissed his head to reassure him. "You said it yourself, Auntie is fine. I'm getting better anyway, so you don't have to worry about me.
