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Sweat was dripping down the Druids face, he was spending a lot of his mana to keep the ores going and even more to keep them fixed, 'This ain't good, I-I can't keep this up much longer.' he consciousness was slowly fading, the edges of his vision where beginning to turn black, he could feel his control over the ores start to slip. Then, right before he lost control entirely, he felt a hand on his back before energy rushed through his system forcing him back awake.

He turned his head slightly and, to his surprise, saw MJ right behind him, "Lass, I don't know what ya're doin' or how ya're doin' it, but I owe ya one!" he shouted back to her, raising his voice above the swirling pit of death. With more energy Nevas forced the ores into bigger versions of themselves, before having the new ores stroke hard against the currents. It felt like hours, but in ten minutes time, they finally made it out of the maelstrom and were able to continue on their way.

After turning the ore back into the ship, the nature mage fell to his knees panting hard, "Let's....agree....to never....do that....again." he said between his breaths as he laid himself down to face the sky, "I have....never....used....that much....mana before." he could feel his reserves were low, not empty thankfully, but he wouldn't be able to cast any spells for a few weeks until they were brought back up, "Thanks lass...ya a life...saver." and with that he passed out, still alive, but just sleeping.