A/N: So, my attention span is starting to drift away from this story (unfortunately I rly do have a short attention span), but I promise I will finish it! I'm only at school 3 hours, and between a couple novels I need to read, I can defiantly find time to finish this, hopefully relatively quickly LOL This chapter is slightly special to me, because I myself have had a spinal injury near the top of my neck 3 yrs ago which still affects me today. With that said, please enjoy ^_^

Cyra grabbed his hand and thrust her astral self into Havoc. She couldn't see, so to speak, but she flowed through the natural pathways of his body until she found the spinal injury. It was still inflamed, unable to heal fully as all spinal injuries go. Thankfully, it was a clean cut, as if something had just popped two vertebrae apart, and should easily enough heal.

She immediately willed the nervous cord, veins, and cartilage to knit, and it followed her will, connecting, slowly pulling the final vertebrae bones together and keeping together. The only tale-tell sign that anything had happened were two small puncture holes on either side of a single vertebrae. No doubt he will have back problems, but he will walk again. She slowly worked her way back to her own body.

An hour had passed since Cyra first left her body. Havoc had since stopped trying to move, and sat there waiting, unaware of the change happening inside him. Cyra's head suddenly jerked up, she blinked her eyes as if a light was suddenly shown in them. She got up abruptly and walked to the end of the bed and flung his covers up to his knees, revealing his naked feet.

"…?" Havoc just stared confusedly.

"Move them." Cyra demanded, gesturing to his toes.

He did. Shock registered on his face as he explored his now mobile legs. Soon, he stood up slowly, but steadily. "How?"

Cyra gave a single chuckle in amusement. "Magic, of course. But come now, we need to go. I don't know how much time has passed, but it's been too long." She suddenly became serious; a dangerous glint appeared in her eyes. "I wouldn't want to hurt any one of your friends, but I will if I have to."

Havoc's face became grim at her statement; all thought's about 'magic' dissipating. "Then let's go."