Warmth from a Lotus Flower

A cool hand threading through his sweat-drenched bangs woke Ren Ling into a state of disorientation. He was pressed back down when he stirred. Looking up, he found himself with his head resting in Su Hu's lap.

The other did not look at him, keeping his eyes closed and one hand firmly on Ren Ling's forehead.

"Don't fall asleep again."

Clear spiritual energy flowed through his body, realigning his qi meridians and pushing back against the devil energy nestled into his veins. Everywhere Su Hu's energy touched was alight with a comfortable buzz that numbed the pain and stitched every minor scratch and bruise back together.

"You should not have come here."