Free Miras Last by Erin Elliott Page A

straight and then using a ton of magic along with fighting.
Moreover, I’ve figured out how to do a sort of energizing of our
bodies. It gives us a lot of energy, but when we crash from it, we
really crash. The effects from pushing our bodies so hard during
the energy rush seems to be rough physically on our bodies as well.
When I blacked out, my own energy rush had burnt out and I wasn’t
holding the Sword of Lumina, which seems to have its own energy
when I’m touching it.”
    “Interesting,” Morgo said thoughtfully.
    “May I see your sword?” Galena asked, curious
to see if she would be able to accomplish the same thing that
Pangoro had.
    “Certainly.” Morgo sat up and reaching down
pulled his sword from its scabbard and handed it to Galena.
    Galena had been able to charge Morgo’s sword
with no difficulty, much to his amusement. In Galena’s opinion, it
was a lot easier than creating a floating light orb. A single touch
with the idea of trapping fire within its breakable bounds and the
task was done. Galena smiled, thinking of Morgo and Elenio’s
enthusiasm at the idea of her being able to do the same thing with
all the other weapons the elves used. Galena felt this was an
interesting concept and it would definitely edge their chances
against Rau’s army. First things first , she thought.
    After bidding farewell to Morgo and Elenio,
she headed in the direction Morgo had indicated Nigora’s tent was.
She felt getting everyone healthy as quickly as possible was a
little more important at the time. Some of the elves were seriously
injured and if they didn’t survive their first battle, flaming
swords would be of little use. Moreover, she wasn’t entirely sure
if she should give everyone’s sword a flaming quality to it. Morgo
confessed it took him several days to get (use) used to his sword
as well as several serious burns. That kind of advantage may not
be for everyone, Galena thought shaking her head bemusedly when
she recalled Morgo blushing fiercely when he told her the last
bit.
    Galena was able to locate Nigora’s tent
easily considering it was the largest one and there was a line of
injured elves waiting around the entrance of it. Not even bothering
to call out, Galena entered the tent, passing the injured elves as
she did so. There were elves lying everywhere in hammocks that had
been set up for the sole purpose of dealing with the sick and
injured. Galena realized why Nigora was wearing out quickly as some
of the elves in the sick bed looked like they were on the verge of
crossing over into the Land of the Gods.
    “And Morgo said she had taken care of the
extremely bad off,” Galena muttered to herself as she eyed some of
the worst cases. Spying Nigora checking on a more serious patient
across from the entrance of the tent, Galena made her way toward
her, taking a few moments here and there to heal some of the
patients along the way. When she arrived at the hammock Nigora was
leaning over, she grew alarmed. Nigora looked pale, even more so
for an underground elf. Her skin around her face appeared to be
almost gray from all the work that she had done. Sweat beaded her
brow and she looked like she was on the verge of passing out
herself. Galena reached for her shoulders, just as the older elf
started to tilt forward, her own exhaustion getting the better of
her.
    “Nigora, you know better than that!” Galena
scolded her as she helped the healer to a seat next to the hammock.
“I’m here to help and you need to go find someplace to sleep if
you’re going to be any use later on.”
    “So many,” she said wearily. “There are so
many and just when I think I have gotten ahead, more come.” She
placed her head in her hands, clearly worn beyond what she could
handle.
    “Where are your sleeping quarters?” Galena
asked softly.
    With a shaky hand, Nigora indicated a lone
hammock in the corner of the tent. Galena helped the little elf to
her feet and to the hammock, she pointed out. Once she got