Ly..on...?!

"Lyon..!!" Luna screamed as she rushed from the hill down toward the man that Graham now held with two hands. She halted as soon as she could reach his hair, "Is he alright?"

Graham shook his head, "I'm afraid not, the gaze of death from the Cockatrice is not something a child can play with."

"He is not a child," said Kesya. "But look! His chest is still heaving up and down."

Everyone noticed what Kesya pointed out but their worries were only slightly lessened.

Lumina immediately grab a hold of Lyon's lifeless hand and felt the slow pulse of his heart. She reached out to his eyes before closing the lids. "We need to let him rest for now."

"Rest? Do you think that's enough?" asked Luna.

"Of course not," said Lumina. "We still need to find a way to cure him."

"Such reckless fella," a silvery voice was heard.

Everyone turned their heads before seeing Cecile lovingly cherish his face. She gently massaged his forehead with her hand.