Naeris's POV
Draven bit his lower lip, shrinking back into the forgotten corner where he came from.
"What we need to be focusing on now, is how to revive him," Varek said.
"I...I think I actually have seen this before," I said softly, my eyes tracing the patterns over and over. I knew I'd seen this before, so my subconscious kept trying to figure it out even as we were talking in the room.
Avery's eyes snapped to me, her expression breaking again. She walked closer, the silent plea in her eyes making my knees tremble. "You do? Where? How do we solve it?" She asked softly.
I bit my inner lip, trying to remember the name. It was on the tip of my tongue, but I just couldn't bring it to memory. "I...I can't remember. I'm trying to think," I muttered.
"Then let's let her think," Aer
