A Light In The Dark [Alex/Alex]

[alexanderthegreat]

Alexander watched painfully as his friend got to his feet and could see he was really struggling to stand strongly on his own feet. He found himself immediately stepping to Alex's side and throwing an arm around him to try to aid him along; he gently pulled the captain towards one of the striders, if he could get Alex back on it their journey shouldn't be too much longer.

"Here, can you climb back on? Foxy can lead the way again and I'll..." he looked cautiously behind them, "I'll work on some protective spells. I don't know what'll work out here but I'll try to keep us safe the best I can."

[Alex of Santo-Luce]

He nodded, throwing himself awkwardly over the strider's back with a little help from his wings and a lot of protest from the strider. Once he was on, however, he wasn't going to fall off again; tired, exhausted, and poisoned as he was, he was still a trained and talented rider. No, he wouldn't fall off.

Dying before he reached Darksoul City, however, was another matter entirely.