SPELLBOUND

"How?" Evie asked, her eyes wide in surprise and relief to hear that there was a way.

Gavrael looked at the dragon's wound first before answering Evie's question. "You can still save him as his wound is at the stage where it's still curable." he said, "all you have to do is touch the wounded part then call forth your healing magic."

"I have healing magic?" her eyes widened. How come Zanya did not tell her anything about this?

"Light faes and us, dark faes have healing magic. It's pretty common. However, most faes are not able to heal dragons." Gavrael explained. Back then, he had tried to heal one before Evie tried, just so he could do something to stop Evie from crying over the dying dragon. But it did not work. His dark magic could not work on the surface dragons, unlike in the Under Land. In fact, the other light faes tried too, back then, but it was all futile. Only Evie had that unique magic to cure a dragon. 

"Alright, is that all?" Evie asked and when he nodded, she did not waste a moment longer and immediately stretched out her hands and placed her palms just an inch from touching the dragon's chest.

Fir was barely moving now, and his eyes looked glazed over as though he was ready to leave them for good. She must hurry or she might not be able to save him.

Thankfully, with all the training that she had done with Zanya, it was now a little easier for Evie to summon her magic and use them. She was also glad it was not that complicated as long as she could concentrate, she could call forth the right magic needed.

In three tries, Evie's body glowed and her magic which was of the same colour as her eyes enveloped the dragon as well. The stronger magic coming out from her palm concentrated at the wound.

Gavrael just stood there watching her and he was shocked again at how fast it was for her to call forth the right magic and put it to use. It was usually not this easy for her back then.

Fir growled out loud as if in pain but slowly, the dragon's wails slowly died down as Evie's magic healed and patched him up. Until he became fully quiet, and Evie's magic slowly disappeared.

"Did I do it right?" Evie asked as she opened her eyes while scanning over the wounded area on Fir's chest. She saw that the injury was gone.

The first thing she did was look at Gavrael and when the man nodded in approval, Evie's eyes twinkled happily, and she hugged Fir.

"Thank god!" she breathed and then caressed the dragon's spikes as it crouched before her like an obedient pet, making high pitch noises as if it was uttering some song of gratitude.

The corner of Evie's eyes suddenly stung and felt hot. She was so relieved. "What is happening? Why was Fir summoned? Is there a war going on?" Evie asked Gavrael as she continued caressing the poor dragon. "Who could have summoned him?"

Gavrael looked contemplative but before he could give any response, Evie seemed to suddenly think about something, and she ran to him with much panic.

"C-could it be that something's… oh my god, what if the enemies actually went over and attacked Kirzan while we're here –"

Seeing the intense panic and fear in Evie, Gavrael pulled her to him. "Easy, Evie. Don't worry, Kirzan is safe." He rubbed circles into her back to sooth her as he assured her of her fears, knowing what she was panicking about.

"How would you know? We are –"

"Of course, I know these things. Who do you think I am?" he cut her off. "I can easily monitor what's going on back there with my magic. Of course, I can't monitor every little thing, but I can see if there's an invasion happening. I had left a few vampires under my control. I can see what's happening back there through their eyes and I just checked on them a while ago, and everything is fine there. I am confident the war is not going to start yet, at least not today or tomorrow. But after tomorrow, the war could break out anytime."

"R-really? How could you tell? Could it be that you also sent some spies to infiltrate the capital?"

"No. But I have other methods to know and predict everything. So, be rest assured, Evie." His expression returned to that cold hearted and unfeeling one. "I'm not going to let anyone attack us because I'm going to be the one who will attack them first."

Looking at him, Evie felt so much power, sheer confidence, and a will of steel brimming in his eyes. At that moment, he looked like he was promising her that she had nothing to worry about because he'd destroy the world just to keep her safe. It made her heart shiver a little. Because he just looked like he'd do just that and she couldn't help but remember the look in his eyes when he was about to slaughter those young men last night.

Feeling his darkness starting to turn him colder again, Evie gripped onto him tighter, moulding herself tight against him. And thankfully, the cruel and sharp edge of his power calmed down and retracted into himself.

"I trust you," she whispered, and it pleased him.

"But if there is no war going on, then why was Fir summoned?" she asked, once Gavrael was calm – half murmuring to herself.

"I'm not certain but that half dark fae must be trying to do something with the dragon but failed since the dragon returned here despite its wounds being that bad." Gavrael explained and Evie somehow agreed with this explanation. Though truth was that Gavrael actually suspected that they were up to something sinister. The disappearance of the beasts also added up to his suspicion. However, the matter still was not enough to alarm him. In his mind, he thought that no matter what kind of trick they would try to pull, nothing could stop him. No one would be able to win against him. He was going to make sure of that… no, he is already very certain of that. It was an absolute fact.