Even as they walk to the portal, the healing magic of Shadowheart bathes both him and Enver. He nods his gracious thanks, his focus primarily on getting to that portal and back out the other side to what awaits. With a sideways glance at his companions - checking on each of them with his eyes - he doesn't look back to the portal until he's satisfied.
Only when they're nearing it does he squeeze the human's shoulder, one last bolster of shared strength. A meaningful look follows, one that intends to show that they will pick this up on the other side, back at the Devil's Fee.
When he steps through the portal first, it is into the ritual circle they used as an entry point. How much time has passed here is difficult to tell, but even as his trailing hand comes through the portal, his fingers are still interlinked with Enver's. No portal would have him let them go when it came to leaving Avernus, so strongly had he felt about showing the man he meant what he said. Together.
He's barely got his gaze thrown back over his shoulder to search for Enver's materialising form that the ring around his finger kicks into action. Truly together, is the last thing his mind supplies him, the onslaught of sudden damage to Enver hitting him in an instant. The rest of the party are greeted with the sight of the duo motionless on the floorboards, hands still entwined, and after a stunned moment of inaction flood to their aid, trying everything they can think of to bring them back.
no subject
Only when they're nearing it does he squeeze the human's shoulder, one last bolster of shared strength. A meaningful look follows, one that intends to show that they will pick this up on the other side, back at the Devil's Fee.
When he steps through the portal first, it is into the ritual circle they used as an entry point. How much time has passed here is difficult to tell, but even as his trailing hand comes through the portal, his fingers are still interlinked with Enver's. No portal would have him let them go when it came to leaving Avernus, so strongly had he felt about showing the man he meant what he said. Together.
He's barely got his gaze thrown back over his shoulder to search for Enver's materialising form that the ring around his finger kicks into action. Truly together, is the last thing his mind supplies him, the onslaught of sudden damage to Enver hitting him in an instant. The rest of the party are greeted with the sight of the duo motionless on the floorboards, hands still entwined, and after a stunned moment of inaction flood to their aid, trying everything they can think of to bring them back.