Illumina POV

(leave me alone he's the most interesting to write from)

I woke up, an immense pain in my abdominal area. I could tell I was stabbed, as the area of pain was very specific. I wasn't in the bedroom me and Ice Dagger were staying in, but what looked like an office. I grew worried as to where Ice Dagger was, and if he was safe, so I tried to rise from the bed I was slumbering in peacefully a moment ago.

I was stopped by two strong, metallic hands. I tried to attack them, but the pain in my abdomen prevented me from doing so, so I complied and laid back down. "If you're worried about your little boyfriend, he's fine. Just worried about you. I would say you are not fine, though. You need rest." 

By the annoying voice, I could tell it was Ban Hammer. He attempted to speak, but his throat was dried from coughed up blood. Ban Hammer could tell and got him a glass of water. How... unlike him. As I gulped down the glass, I was surprised at how tired I felt.

"How is Ice Dagger. And he is not my boyfriend. We are simply friends." I said, trying to keep his tone calm, due to Ban Hammer's odd politeness and genuine care. Maybe spending time with mortals made him better.

"Right, right. He's doing fine. As I said, worried sick about you, but fine. I can ask Medkit if he's allowed in here if you w-" 

"Yes." I did not hesitate. I wanted to make sure the small and worried god was safe. Later, Medkit walked in, followed by Ice Dagger. I tried to sit up, but was stopped when Medkit said, kindly, "Illumina, you need to rest."

It was fine. At least I could see Ice Dagger, not hurt, or in danger. "Remember Ice Dagger, he's not all better yet." Medkit reminded Ice Dagger. He nodded before running up to me in the bed. He hugged me, tightly yet gently.

"Are you okay Illumina?" He asked. "Haven't the other two told you? I'm fine. Just a little scratch." I spoke. It was a white lie. I was okay, sure, but I was not feeling the pain of a small scratch. "I didn't believe them. Only you. And my eyes."

I chuckled a bit at that. While Ice Dagger wasn't excessively strong, he was very cheerful and encouraging, even to the phighters during matches. Whenever we used training dummies like Roger and Rojer, he always honored them, bowing with his hand glued to his sides, apologizing. 

Everyone scoffed at how weak and soft he was. But not me. I would never do that, because I know that he is the strongest of all of them. Doing what he feels is right, regardless of what others think. even I am unable to do that sometimes.

"Well, I'm okay. Doctor, when should I be healed enough to move?" I asked, hoping it would be soon. "With the incredibly sped up healing process done by my crystals, 2 months at best. To walk, not fight. Be very careful, or it will be worse. Though I'm not quite sure of god anatomy and healing, and how it works." He began talking to himself as he walked out of the room. 

"He left now. Come on." Ice Dagger started to tug on my arm. "Go where?" I asked as I got up, as I started walking, pain radiated out of my injury, causing me to land on a knee on the floor. We're going to our room. Quickly, before Medkit realizes he left us." No arguing with Ice Dagger when He has his mind set on a goal.

We eventually made it to our current room. I plopped down on the bed, quite quickly. I hoped it would improve my pain. I couldn't phight, I couldn't run. I could barely run! I can't protect my little moth friend if I can't even walk. 'But that's how you got hurt in the first place' my mind told me. I would not listen to it. I never have, and never will.

"Are you okay, Illumina? You look a little... pale." Ice Dagger said, concerned. "I'm fine, my friend. Really." I said, drifting into sleep. "Just a little... weak...." And with that, my mine emptied, except for one last thought. 'I really am weak.'