Summary: The elf had fallen over the edge of the cliff. He was fairly sure he knew what to do.
Set just before Lan wakes up after being pushed off the cliff. Kenshin's PoV. Manhua-verse.
Was doing some thinking for another Kenshin-centric fic I'm working on and remembered this scene, and then went 'Waaait...'
Emulate
By Dark Ice Dragon
The elf had fallen over the edge of the cliff. He had seen him as he appeared through the mist above him and slammed into the ground; he was surprised that there was no blood in sight, or that he had not turned into a ball of light straight away.
But... he was supposed to lead the elf to Sunshine now. He stared at the elf, who was still not moving.
He had seen other players do this when that happened, but he did not know if it was effective. Probably because he had killed them soon after they started.
With that in mind, he walked up to the elf, knelt beside him and covered the elf's mouth with his own.
A few seconds later, the elf stirred, then jerked away. "Wah!"
So it did work.