[it's frightening just how responsive the master core is when Dohalim picks it up; he can't deny the thru of energy inside of it. But it also doesn't fail to remind him of everyone who's lost their lives, and the silver lake left in their wake. How could he forget...
Swallowing his nerves down, he sits up slightly as he holds the sphere in one hand, and places his other on top of the one Rukkhadevata is resting on his leg. It shouldn't be too hard to... he can easily draw its power, so it shouldn't be too hard to pass it through him to another.
And, after all, this is their astral energy as well. If the deities can't use the master core, then maybe this will work instead.
Dohalim's eyes glow indigo as he pulls from the core, letting it pass through him before guiding it to flow to the goddess.
And Rukkhadevata watches on, feeling more rejuvenated than moments before. She hadn't even thought about doing this (and even if she had, she wouldn't ask it of Dohalim). But she should stop him soon, knowing just how self sacrificial he can be.
"Dohalim," she nudges his hand with hers. "I'm quite alright now. You can stop."
But he doesn't, not yet. He shakes his head, letting more of that energy flow]
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[it's frightening just how responsive the master core is when Dohalim picks it up; he can't deny the thru of energy inside of it. But it also doesn't fail to remind him of everyone who's lost their lives, and the silver lake left in their wake. How could he forget...
Swallowing his nerves down, he sits up slightly as he holds the sphere in one hand, and places his other on top of the one Rukkhadevata is resting on his leg. It shouldn't be too hard to... he can easily draw its power, so it shouldn't be too hard to pass it through him to another.
And, after all, this is their astral energy as well. If the deities can't use the master core, then maybe this will work instead.
Dohalim's eyes glow indigo as he pulls from the core, letting it pass through him before guiding it to flow to the goddess.
And Rukkhadevata watches on, feeling more rejuvenated than moments before. She hadn't even thought about doing this (and even if she had, she wouldn't ask it of Dohalim). But she should stop him soon, knowing just how self sacrificial he can be.
"Dohalim," she nudges his hand with hers. "I'm quite alright now. You can stop."
But he doesn't, not yet. He shakes his head, letting more of that energy flow]