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Lost to the outside world as Samuel was left in the blackened void of his mind he felt a sudden warmth on his shoulder and after that he could see a light that was followed by words that were being addressed to him; the words would ring within his ears like a church bell being rung on a Sunday morning. Both the warm light and words slowly flickering his own aura of warmth and comfort back to life but before young Samuel could open his eyes or lift his head he felt a third sensation. A fist being pushed against his breast plate followed by words that weren't from the same voice as before butt sounded just a genuine. This third and final sensation made Samuel feel as though the dark stain glass window veil that had come over him was violently shattered in an instant. It was at this very moment after the fist just as quickly left his chest plate Samuel would open his eyes and lift his head in surprise to just barely catch the black clothed Mygdos turning and walking away from him and the group. Then turning his head slightly to the side to pay witness to the female half-Orc whom Samuel didn't even know the name of and yet there she was by his side both physically and emotionally. He wouldn't be able to help but well up inside just a bit as he would look back down for just a moment and take in a deep breath to hold back his tears of joy. Afterwards Samuel would look back to the warm smile of the shaman with a warm smile of his own, a big smiling face with closed eyes that radiated an sense of innocence, gratitude and pure happiness; followed by two simple words that came from the bottom of the boy's heart.
"Thank you"
Opening his eyes as he turns his head to look at the back of Mygdos who by now was already some ways away, his smile returning back to a softer state before speaking two more words; these ones a bit more softly.
"Both of you"
At this moment Samuel's warm aura would go back to it's original state if not just a little stronger as it's area of effect would just barely nip at the back of Mygdos; Samuel hoping that either way Mygdos would in same way catch the gestures of gratitude.
Samuel didn't pay much attention to the old woman behind the counter for he was too busy preparing himself for the seen that was to come; only there wasn't enough preparation in the world for Samuel as Aloette opened that door. The scene that lied before Samuel caused his eyes to open wide in disbelief at the site of the broken family. The severity of the injuries both on and beneath the surface, Samuel couldn't imagine the suffering that they've endured, then as he laid eyes upon the remains of the children's mother his heart simply couldn't sink any deeper as he leveled with the thoughts and feelings of what the boy could be experiencing as Samuel recalled his own family tragedy.
However as Kiyoko entered the room thus moving past Aloette which made Samuel realize that Aloette wasn't moving an inch; Samuel couldn't help but be frustrated by the wolf eared woman's brashness and bluntness towards the son. Though there were things she was saying that Samuel agreed with but there were other actions and words that made the young knights blood boil though thanks to the help from Ghegair and Mygdos Samuel cleansed most of his anger with a silent breath before brushed past Aloette into the room. His warm and comforting aura would fill the room as he made his presence strong for those within site as he used his heightened emotional state as fuel. He kept his face held high and strong as he made his way over to Kiyoko as he began to speak in a tone not that unlike a big brother coming to the rescue of a younger sibling in a time of need, every word coming from deep with inside.
"You talk of pride and shame when I see a mother, a son and a daughter whom have so much pride that they've survived through near impossible odds."
He would take one final step, stopping just behind Kiyoko off to one side so that Samuel was slightly between her and the boy kneeling before he continued to speak.
"A mother who made a greater sacrifice than any hero from a fable and two children whom had the strength to have made as far as they have, strength that most people only wished that they had."
"She will be properly buried, if only among the grassy hills and flowers that she deserves. But..."
At this moment Samuel would turn his head to the side and down slightly so that he is staring directly into at least one of Kiyoko's eyes and looking slightly away from the children. Samuel's own eyes would be still and almost dilated and his facial expression would be serious and stern. His voice would match stern and serious look in his eyes as his voice came out slightly lower than usual as Samuel couldn't help but being in the boy's position if that was his own mother laying dead upon that bed.
"...I'd sooner perish before I let you drag these children's mother away from them like this."
Samuel truly wasn't all that much older than the boy and if their was anything that he truly understood how the boy felt was that no matter what shape a son sees his mother in; it's still his mother and not just some corpse.
"Thank you"
Opening his eyes as he turns his head to look at the back of Mygdos who by now was already some ways away, his smile returning back to a softer state before speaking two more words; these ones a bit more softly.
"Both of you"
At this moment Samuel's warm aura would go back to it's original state if not just a little stronger as it's area of effect would just barely nip at the back of Mygdos; Samuel hoping that either way Mygdos would in same way catch the gestures of gratitude.
Samuel didn't pay much attention to the old woman behind the counter for he was too busy preparing himself for the seen that was to come; only there wasn't enough preparation in the world for Samuel as Aloette opened that door. The scene that lied before Samuel caused his eyes to open wide in disbelief at the site of the broken family. The severity of the injuries both on and beneath the surface, Samuel couldn't imagine the suffering that they've endured, then as he laid eyes upon the remains of the children's mother his heart simply couldn't sink any deeper as he leveled with the thoughts and feelings of what the boy could be experiencing as Samuel recalled his own family tragedy.
However as Kiyoko entered the room thus moving past Aloette which made Samuel realize that Aloette wasn't moving an inch; Samuel couldn't help but be frustrated by the wolf eared woman's brashness and bluntness towards the son. Though there were things she was saying that Samuel agreed with but there were other actions and words that made the young knights blood boil though thanks to the help from Ghegair and Mygdos Samuel cleansed most of his anger with a silent breath before brushed past Aloette into the room. His warm and comforting aura would fill the room as he made his presence strong for those within site as he used his heightened emotional state as fuel. He kept his face held high and strong as he made his way over to Kiyoko as he began to speak in a tone not that unlike a big brother coming to the rescue of a younger sibling in a time of need, every word coming from deep with inside.
"You talk of pride and shame when I see a mother, a son and a daughter whom have so much pride that they've survived through near impossible odds."
He would take one final step, stopping just behind Kiyoko off to one side so that Samuel was slightly between her and the boy kneeling before he continued to speak.
"A mother who made a greater sacrifice than any hero from a fable and two children whom had the strength to have made as far as they have, strength that most people only wished that they had."
"She will be properly buried, if only among the grassy hills and flowers that she deserves. But..."
At this moment Samuel would turn his head to the side and down slightly so that he is staring directly into at least one of Kiyoko's eyes and looking slightly away from the children. Samuel's own eyes would be still and almost dilated and his facial expression would be serious and stern. His voice would match stern and serious look in his eyes as his voice came out slightly lower than usual as Samuel couldn't help but being in the boy's position if that was his own mother laying dead upon that bed.
"...I'd sooner perish before I let you drag these children's mother away from them like this."
Samuel truly wasn't all that much older than the boy and if their was anything that he truly understood how the boy felt was that no matter what shape a son sees his mother in; it's still his mother and not just some corpse.