Running pale fingers through his thick brown hair, Ardere let a sigh escape his pale lips. Step after step, he wandered into town. The Mountain Village was a town he swore to protect, the place he chose to form his guild. They were a bit old fashioned, but things had begun to change. Unfortunately he did not receive much peace and quiet in his world of chaos at Infinity Hydra, but that was the guild he loved. Taking some time off, the fire mage strolled through the streets of the village. It was not a special day, there were no special events. It was rather just a normal day, with a normal schedule of events to his knowledge. As his journey through the village grew longer, he would begin to notice a crowd. Much to his dismay, the normal course of events he had anticipated would not be occurring today. Instead, he found a young woman surrounded by people. This was no ordinary woman, by the scent he could tell she was part demon. The wind he could not see were certainly a dead giveaway. But he did not smell an entire demonic entity, meaning she was part human. Covered in blood and barely conscious, it was evident she had been in a fight. While the villagers likely assumed she was evil and would attack her, he knew better. A normal evil demon would not walk into town injured and looking for help, it would retreat to a safe place. This meant she needed help, and it was his job to oblige. While there was a moment of hesitation, he had to take this chance to help her.
Rushing in, the villagers immediately recognized him. Many backed off, but some stood in his way. Maneuvering through those blocking his way, Ardere took a deep breath. Picking up the bloodied girl, crunching of gritting teeth and a tight stance, he spoke. I'll take care of this. Don't worry, it's my job to keep you safe. But I need to know who she is first before I decide what to do with her. So please back off.
Carrying the demonic girl, he rushed through the crowds of people and took off towards the guild. Stomping across the dirt and concrete, wind rushed past their bodies. He did not have much time, but getting her to Sayrn was imperative. Luckily he was an expert in moving up the mountainous terrain, and it was take no more than a couple of minutes to arrive at Infinity Hydra. The true question this situation begged, was what to do with her. If she was an evil demon, he would have to take her out. But if she was wrongfully hurt, then helping her would be just as beneficial. It appeared that either of these scenarios would help his guild and the world in some way, however he was forced to wait. Busting through the doors, wind and sound echoing throughout the hall. It was an off day, and the lack of warm bodies in the tavern contributed to their situation. Setting her down on a table in the nearest med room, he did not have time to get her to the lab. The only answer to this problem was to help her himself, to fix her up. I don't know your name, but I hope you make it through this. I need to know who the hell you are. Don't waste your breath talking, just focus on breathing.
While his medical knowledge was not an extensive as his love's, he did know how to fix her up. Wiping the blood off, sewing up any cuts, and wrapping her wounds. This was all he knew to do, and hopefully it could save her life. The worry in his orange piercing eyes could effect the mood of a room. Would she come out of this alive? Only time could tell.