Like Ignis, Evelina was also an avid learner in many fields of magic. When they weren't socializing in the bungalow she had designated for him, they were putting their heads together and sharing one another's thoughts on Nyxia's situation.

Ignis trusted her wholly with this information, and in return, he came to learn a lot of things. Nyxia had indeed made a grave sacrifice, but she had been fooled. The daemonic energy inside of her would be a great test of self-control, and she had already lost it once with Ardyn when he returned to her after his revival. That explained why the night had been prolonged, in a twisted, vague sort of way.

"The darkness is inside of her now, and he's feeding it by the oldest tradition known to mankind," Evelina explained to him. "As disturbing as it seems, his seed only makes it multiply, and as long as she listens to the lust, sadness, and anger, that daemon will continue to grow."

"So, what can be done about her condition?" Ignis asked.

"Bringing her here is a great start. It helps to clear her head, and the waters in the hot springs are therapeutic. Right now, she needs to know her friends are there for her."

Then, across the table, she handed him a piece of paper. "In the meantime, someone needs to gather these things for her."

Ignis looked at the list of handwritten ingredients she had given him. They had been sitting at this table in the restaurant for a couple of hours now, surrounded by more books than food. Every now and then, he spotted her scribbling something down on a scrap sheet of parchment; now, he understood.

The list didn't exactly consist of rare herbs, but not all of them would be found in one place. He would locate them himself.

"When you've gathered them, they need to be ground into a fine powder. Put it in her water or her food. Either way, it'll hurt like hell when it starts working. She might get sick, run fevers... you might even think she'll die, but if she's as strong as you say she is, she'll make it through this."

Ignis looked concerned. Never did he want to see Nyxia going through such pain. Seeing his reluctance, Evelina took his hand and gave it a squeeze. "Ignis, if you want that girl to live, this recipe has to be followed to the most absolute precision. I know you can do it."

He nodded. "I am in your debt, Evelina." He savored the feeling of his hand in hers, but as she let go, he felt a certain emptiness again. She gave him an angelic smile.

"When you get back, maybe you can return the favor. If it takes you more than four days, I will accommodate them for as long as you need. Just keep me informed."

Ignis thanked her as they both got up from the table, finishing off his Ebony coffee before he watched her leave. He should have kissed her before she got away from him, but he would undoubtedly see her again.

For now, he needed to make his way to Lestallum. Hopefully, it wouldn't take him too long to find everything he required. As he boarded the boat, he gave Prompto a call. He was already vaguely aware that Ignis was not here for leisure, but for important business to help Nyxia. He needed the message relayed to the others that he would soon have a cure for her.

"Just make sure Nyxia doesn't worry. It's crucial that she doesn't lose herself to fear."

"You got it, Iggy!" Prompto said energetically from the other end. "I'll keep her busy."