Quiet words resonated through the otherwise empty temple grounds, coaxing Mia awake.
The voice belonging to whomever had spoken them was unfamiliar, piquing her curiosity, and maybe, just maybe, giving her a shred of hope. It was not the strange monk that had one day, suddenly, appeared within the once entirely dilapidated temple. She had no hope of him helping her. Although, he had at least rebuilt the room where she was kept after being alone for all these years. Being trapped inside a painting certainly wasn't convenient.
Deep within the temple, brilliantly glowing red eyes flashed open, appearing in thin air and, soon, a body seemed to materialize around them. A beautiful woman with dark hair, shrouded only in an all white light and thin floor length gown, appeared. She smirked, relishing her brief freedom, before dashing away in beautifully elegant form. Her speed was unmatched by human folk, as was her grace, each bound lifting her into the air almost as if she was gliding.
It was mere moments before this elegant woman brought herself before the bleeding, broken body of Iaezun. Staring down at him, she showed little change in her expression. She wore a smile, but it was difficult to determine
why she was smiling. His physical state did not appear to alarm her. Perhaps he was her ticket out of here.
"I will help you," she spoke, her voice soft and smooth like satin. She didn't await the man's answer, knowing his life would end without her taking any action to save him. "But you will owe me." Kneeling down, the woman did what the man likely would have never expected her to be able to do. With ease, she rolled him over onto his back and, abruptly, although with gentleness about it, she pressed her mouth to his. She kissed him. As she did, it seemed that some sort of magic was coaxed from her body and it flowed into his. Miraculously, his wounds began to close up and, within moments, he was entirely healed over and rejuvenated, as though he had never been harmed in the first place.
It was only when all was said and done that Mia broke contact with him, now sitting beside the man with her legs folded beneath her, although it seemed she was fading. The use of her physical form may have been brief, but she used up way too much of her powers to hold onto it for much longer. Her entire form was already partially see through.
"You are not going to die."