Following Hunter's lead, the group made their way to a building marked with the familiar sigil of the Academy, but with a sword and shield taking the place of the book and candle. "What is this place?" Owyn asked.
"Academy training grounds," Arc panted. She was still sweating, but she seemed to be coming out of her previous state. "It's also an armory..."
"Glad to see you're back with us," Owyn replied, squeezing her a little tighter. "What happened back there, Arc?"
"Ribs..." she gasped. "Let me down!"
At her note of panic, Owyn loosened his grip. He'd forgotten how hard he'd worked to resuscitate her, and how Freddi made him push so hard he felt like he might be cracking her ribs. He probably had...
The moment she was on the ground, Arc held herself and shuddered. "Are you alright?" Owyn asked.
"I can still feel them... but we're farther away now..." she shook. "Breathing hurts..."
"Feel who?" Raven asked.
