The villagers of Harmonica Town didn't know much about the wizard, but they did know this; He barely left his house, he rarely rushed anywhere, and he never showed his emotions. At that moment though, he was dashing through the rain towards the clinic, his hair a mess and his cloak drenched. He was following after Toby, but he was hardly even paying attention to the young fisherman. Just that morning, he'd shared tea with Molly. She'd been smiling and laughing, her cheeks slightly flushed from the cold, and she'd looked so... So alive. But just moments ago Toby had burst into his home, stuttering and yelling, claiming that Molly was in danger. No, not in danger— She was dying. And that was all it took to get Wizard where he was, practically ignoring the storm raging around him.
He was terrified.
At some point he managed to pass Toby, and once they reached the clinic he didn't hesitate to practically slam the door open. Normally, he would've taken note of the trembling auras of the others in the clinic, but in that moment he could only focus on one, barely a whisper of a soul, but there nonetheless. It was a good soul, a kind soul, the kind that seemed so ordinary and yet it had the power to change people's lives. And, perhaps most frighteningly, it'd already changed his.
Everything except for the faint feel of Molly's aura blurred to the Wizard, and next thing he knew he was standing beside where she was lying down. He wished he could say she looked as if she were just having a peaceful nap, but if anything she looked like more like she was having the most traumatizing nightmare of her life.
"...Molly...?" There was no response.
Suddenly though, there was a hand on his shoulder, and everything else was swarming back to life. He turned his head.
"Wizard," Began Toby, out of breath but determined still. "Ozzy managed to rescue her, but she inhaled so much water, I━ She inhaled way too much. We found her in the ocean, I don't know why she was in the ocean in such a storm, I... None of us know what to do, but surely there's some magic you can preform, right?" He sounded desperate. Taking in a slow breath, Wizard finally had to note the other people in the room.
"Where... Where are the doctors?" He asked.
"We don't know. Before the storm started though I heard Jin and Irene were going to go take a walk in the forest and collect some herbs. They shouldn't have taken that long though, they should already be back━ Oh god I hope they're okay━" Though Toby continued to speak, Wizard stopped listening. Molly, with her drenched hair and sickly pale complexion, about to die with the only doctors in town missing, was all he could focus on. He'd never be able to chat with her again, or share tea with her, or just sit with her and appreciate the stars. Never again.
"━Wizard!" Someone shook his shoulder, and he was sucked back into reality. "Can't you do something? Anything? Isn't there some magic you can use to save her?"
He opened his mouth to say no. Then stopped. There might be a way. It was a forbidden spell, or at least for all but the most experienced magic wielders. But it was a possibility. A shimmer of hope. And the only chance Molly had at this point. It was risky, reckless, and in the worst possible outcome both he and Molly ended up dead. But IF he could control it, IF he could remember the words just right, IF he could pull it off... Molly just might live. And though the Wizard had never been a fan of 'if's and 'maybe's, one more look at Molly━ One more flicker of her soul really━ And Wizard had made up his mind.
"...Yes. Stand back. Everyone." The people in the room obliged, pressing themselves against the walls. But Wizard was no longer even distantly aware of them. He was locked onto Molly's aura, her soul, and slowly he gathered his energy. At first the effects were slow, invisible to the onlookers. But his magic grew. It grew and it grew and it grew, and not long after the villagers began to feel the magic pulsing around them, searching for it's target, they could see it. It was a soft white glow, which turned into a hard bright light, and it engulfed both the Wizard and Molly. Wizard murmured something under his breath. Then he stood, hesitating for only a second before gently grabbing Molly's hand.
The magic drained from the room, first gathering around Wizard, before traveling down his arm and settling around Molly. All was silent for a moment. The villagers began to creep forward. And then the light flashed again, slithering back up Wizard's arm, latching onto him. The light became too intense for the villagers to even attempt watching, and then it happened.
The villagers heard Wizard scream for the first time.