Nothingness
Two Thousand Club
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@KageYuuki
Yukito Himura
Watching from where he stood, Yukito had noticed as to how the large direwolf had released the woman from it's jaws to allow her to lay before him before backing away. It was more than obvious upon the face of the creature; it was prepared to attack at any point if the dark haired male had tried anything funny whatsoever. As the young male approached the laying woman, even though he had stated that he had wished to help her and knew that he could, the fact that her wounds being as deep as they seemed to look not to mention with his current condition; he wasn't even sure just how much he could help her before his own energy would run too low. However, Yukito was never known to be the one to ever allow anyone that he could help die no matter what the situation may had been. Even with his own power and energy low due to the transformation he had to make earlier to release his built up aura; the dark haired male soon extended both of his arms out in front of him and over the stomach area of the woman's body. Shutting both of his dark crimson hues, he would focus as much as he possibly could to try and use whatever power he had left within him to assist her.
It a matter of mere moments, a pitch black goo-like substance would begin to envelope itself out from the ground beneath the woman itself. As it began to consume over the her body, Yukito would continue to stand before her with his eyes shut the entire time; the pitch black goo-like substance would have no real touch to it as it would be nothing more than the feeling of just mist all over one's body. This technique was something that Yukito rarely ever used since it was his manipulation over darkness itself. However, with the situation being as how it was and the amount of wounds this woman had received; he feared that using any of his other abilities would do nothing to help the situation at all. Soon enough though, as the darkness consumed her body; the wounds that scattered all over her body itself would began to vanish as her body was healed from one part after another. Any unknown object that might've been inside her such as pieces of arrows or shrapnel would be disintegrated from within her body itself with the help of the darkness that flowed from the outside of her body straight to the inside.
Throughout the entire time Yukito had been doing so, this had put a large amount of strain upon his own body as he would constantly cough from time to time violently. Soon enough, causing blood to even leave his lips as it ended up coming onto his own suit multiple times. No matter how much he coughed and how weak his body was getting though, he continued to push his own limitations to help the woman before her death came to her. There was no chance that he was going to allow this to kill him anyway, his goal was still to try and figure out his past at least a bit more before his death was to come about to him. He has yet to learn of that and still wished to.
After a few minutes of the constant healing, as expected the woman's body would be nearly completely healed to allow her to stand if she had wished to. Obviously, the dark haired male could not regenerate her own stamina but her wounds were healed and that was plenty enough for him for the time being. Quickly though, as his own eyes reopened; the crimson color of his own gaze could easily be noticed that they were much more faded as he was nearly on the verge of losing consciousness. Shaking his head to keep himself awake, the simple shake of his head would've immediately caused him to collapse upon a single knee as he panted heavily; holding a single palm over his lips to keep himself from coughing any further and losing more blood than he already had.
@KageYuuki
Yukito Himura
Watching from where he stood, Yukito had noticed as to how the large direwolf had released the woman from it's jaws to allow her to lay before him before backing away. It was more than obvious upon the face of the creature; it was prepared to attack at any point if the dark haired male had tried anything funny whatsoever. As the young male approached the laying woman, even though he had stated that he had wished to help her and knew that he could, the fact that her wounds being as deep as they seemed to look not to mention with his current condition; he wasn't even sure just how much he could help her before his own energy would run too low. However, Yukito was never known to be the one to ever allow anyone that he could help die no matter what the situation may had been. Even with his own power and energy low due to the transformation he had to make earlier to release his built up aura; the dark haired male soon extended both of his arms out in front of him and over the stomach area of the woman's body. Shutting both of his dark crimson hues, he would focus as much as he possibly could to try and use whatever power he had left within him to assist her.
It a matter of mere moments, a pitch black goo-like substance would begin to envelope itself out from the ground beneath the woman itself. As it began to consume over the her body, Yukito would continue to stand before her with his eyes shut the entire time; the pitch black goo-like substance would have no real touch to it as it would be nothing more than the feeling of just mist all over one's body. This technique was something that Yukito rarely ever used since it was his manipulation over darkness itself. However, with the situation being as how it was and the amount of wounds this woman had received; he feared that using any of his other abilities would do nothing to help the situation at all. Soon enough though, as the darkness consumed her body; the wounds that scattered all over her body itself would began to vanish as her body was healed from one part after another. Any unknown object that might've been inside her such as pieces of arrows or shrapnel would be disintegrated from within her body itself with the help of the darkness that flowed from the outside of her body straight to the inside.
Throughout the entire time Yukito had been doing so, this had put a large amount of strain upon his own body as he would constantly cough from time to time violently. Soon enough, causing blood to even leave his lips as it ended up coming onto his own suit multiple times. No matter how much he coughed and how weak his body was getting though, he continued to push his own limitations to help the woman before her death came to her. There was no chance that he was going to allow this to kill him anyway, his goal was still to try and figure out his past at least a bit more before his death was to come about to him. He has yet to learn of that and still wished to.
After a few minutes of the constant healing, as expected the woman's body would be nearly completely healed to allow her to stand if she had wished to. Obviously, the dark haired male could not regenerate her own stamina but her wounds were healed and that was plenty enough for him for the time being. Quickly though, as his own eyes reopened; the crimson color of his own gaze could easily be noticed that they were much more faded as he was nearly on the verge of losing consciousness. Shaking his head to keep himself awake, the simple shake of his head would've immediately caused him to collapse upon a single knee as he panted heavily; holding a single palm over his lips to keep himself from coughing any further and losing more blood than he already had.