Sol was trying to get his friends to take him to Sophia when he heard a voice loud enough to drown out all their fears
"My dear young friend, it pains me to see you in such torment, please allow me to ease your suffering," he said while slitting the edge of his wrist with his fingernail. "Our blood is immune to the taint affecting your wounds, it will heal you both," the Prince said with a charming smile.
Sol found himself hesitating, while Viv looked to him for answers. "Sol, it's spreading, can you fix this or not?" she asked as she drifted closer and closer to sleep. He had enough magic to keep them alive, perhaps a few more minutes. If they could be carried to Sophia fast enough, perhaps it could help them...