Naraca
Kihia
Quincy
Kariline
Talen)
It would be a lie to say he wasn't worried about the condition of his teammates. Naraca sat in the drivers seat of the carriage, the dumb magic sapping wrist band barely able to wrap around his muscular forearm. His magical energy was slowly sapped away from him to power the vehicle. He hated these things to say the least, taking away one's energy to power a vehicle, after all this time there was no other method for fuel? There probably was something, he just never liked to drive.
Yet he made an exception this time, for the two teammates his concerns turned to were those of Kihia and Quincy. One was badly injured, the other was almost completely drained of magical energy. His mind went back to Kihia, him and his arm...
Looking back he felt bad, would he have considered him a liability had he known about his arm sooner? Would he have tried to shadow him a little more? Looking back at that spell with the ice armor though, it didn't seem like the kid woulda needed it. He understood the trauma's the kid musta carried, and for that he knew he wouldn't ask, in fact if he could hide the boys arm, he might try and doing that.
Making some sharp turns here and there, Naraca saw the Guild, he 'put the pedal to the metal' and sped straight for the Guild.
"We're here, don't worry you'll both be fine!" He announced to Kihia and Quincy who were behind him inside the carriage with a boom of a voice.
Upon reaching the Guild he put the car to a slow stop so as not to rattle his comrades inside. Once stopped he hopped out of the driver seat and opened the door to the carriage. He knew they were both too weak to walk, and even if they weren't, he was still gonna help them. They needed rest, and the sooner they got it the better.
Looking at Kihia's arm he saw it was somewhat exposed still, Naraca walked back to the drivers seat for a moment and grabbed his desert coat he wore during the mission. He walked back to the cart and threw it over Kihia's arm.
"Keep that thing covered alright?" He told him with a tone like he was trying to keep a secret.
"Alright come, up ya go" He said to them in a mumbling voice as he walked halfway inside the carriage to wrap one arm around both of them and sling them over his shoulders. Kihia on one shoulder, Quincy on the other. His shoulders were big, broad and certainly had more then enough space to make them as comfortable as possible.
He walked right to the main entrance of the Lamia Scale Guild Hall and used his foot to push it open. Walking inside quickly he didn't beat around the bush as he made his way straight for the infirmary (Because all Guilds totally have infirmary's, don't question it, just let it happen).
"Kihia's been badly injured and Quincy has been drain of magical energy!" Naraca said not too loudly to the entire Guild but loud enough that the guild members within the vicinity of the entrance of the infirmary would hear him as he walked inside.
He'd go straight to laying them both down on the beds so they could be properly worked on. Quincy just needed rest, but nevertheless it was good to get checked out after a mission like this.