Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-1734134-20161215224118/@comment-8397818-20161218221756

Varen thanked the Emperor for guarding him against the fire of the renegade soldiers. Yet Varen was still cowering in his cover, trying uselessly to defend himself against the heavy rain of the mortar shells,

He heard Torki screaming, and saw the wounded sergeant. He was afraid, but he knew that his duty to the Emperor was not done. He knew that he had to control the flow of his psychic powers, otherwise, his fear will leave him open for much more dreadful foes to come and consume him.

He had to act now, or they might lose everything that they fought for.

Varen was making his clumsy way towards the wounded Autumn, hoping that the explosions won't reap him apart. Once he got to the sergeant, he began to make his work.

"Forgive me, sergeant Autumn, but I'm afraid that we don't have time to wait for a medic to save you. I will have to use more... unconventional way to bring you back to your former state." - Varen said with little confidance in his voice.

"I need you to stay calm and trust me... The Emperor needs you to trust me! Whether you will leave or die is up to you, well, you and me... Nevertheless! You must trust in the Emperor's strength to keep you safe. After all, the Emperor protects!" - Varen said with enthusiasm and summoned forth his psychic abilities to heal the inner and the outer wounds of Autumn.