"Indeed." Lith nodded. "We have two sets of Hands and Mouths and can get even more if you lend us your Maw and Skull."
"Gladly." Zoreth tried to open her pocket dimension, and the effort made her faint.
Her energy signature was in constant flux due to the ebbing and flowing of the strength of her split life forces. The omni pocket failed to adapt to the sudden changes and rejected the Shadow Dragon’s call.
"Scratch that." Lith sighed. "I’ll go call Bytra, and we’ll use her artifacts. I’ll be right back."
He Warped the tower back to the Kingdom and then moved as far away as the Warping Mirror allowed him to. Then, he flew at Dragonspeed in an irregular pattern to avoid being followed.
"Hi, Lith, is everything okay?" Vastor answered his White Griffon’s communication amulet, the one he needed to keep available at all times as a loyal subject of the Royals. "You never call unless you need something, and I guess this time isn’t going to be any different."
"I’m sorry, Zogar, but you are right." Lith sighed. "I have an ill friend and need a second opinion on her diagnosis. I know her life force looks weird, but that’s because she belongs to a race of Divine Beasts similar to mine. Can you take a look at it?"
"I can, but-" The Master’s eyes went wide as the stream of data collected by the Menadion Set appeared on his amulet. "Mogar almighty! This isn’t weird. This is a disaster. Is your friend still alive?"
"Barely, but yes." Lith nodded. "I’m taking care of her in the Blood Desert, but I don’t know where to start with her treatment. If you have any idea, anything at all, please let me know."
"I will." Vastor shook his head slightly, signaling to Lith that he was at a loss as well. "Do you need anything else?"
"Yes. Please, tell Marth that I’ll resume my Void Magic lessons as soon as I deal with this crisis. The Eldritch who was after Menadion has been dealt with."
"That’s excellent news." The Master allowed himself a thin smile. "I’ll contact my assistants and study your friend’s chart with them. If we put our heads together, we might be able to find a way to help her. Good luck, Lith. Vastor out."
Bytra called him so fast that the Master’s hologram had yet to fade when her rune started to blink.
"Is Zor safe? Why doesn’t Leegaain heal her?" She bombarded Lith with questions without giving him time to answer.
"It’s complicated." He said once she stopped to catch her breath. "I’ll explain to you in person. Here’s my coordinates."
Lith chose the location of their meeting at random, and far enough away from his current position to ensure that the Raiju would arrive first and cover any track that might lead back to Vastor. She didn’t disappoint.
Bytra wore enough cloaking items to be nigh-invisible to mystical senses. Even with the Eyes, Lith couldn’t tell from which direction she had come.
"Hi, Byt-"
"No time! Go, go, go!" She said, ignoring the tendril of mana Lith had prepared for their mind link.
He moved them to the nearest mana geyser he knew of, and the tower appeared a heartbeat later. The Warp Mirror brought them inside as the tower recharged to return to the Blood Desert.
"Zor!" Bytra rushed to Zoreth’s side, hugging her as delicately as she could while bawling her eyes out. "What did that monster do to you?"
"Byt!" A thin smile appeared on the Shadow Dragon’s face.
She tried to stand up, but the mere movement caused her crippling agony.

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