The next day Astoth waited for the call but when he didn't receive it his intuition told him to check on Makiro. He went to the enchanted mirror and the glass rippled like liquid metal and he saw the image of Makiro and for the first time in his extremely long life he felt fear. He wasn't going to worry about the repercussions of his next decision. In an instant he was in The young demons room and bent down and gently picked him up and cratled the back of Makiro's head as if holding a young infant "you're very sick I know a powerful healer he will heal you......I'm sorry.....there isn't time to explain why i know where you live or that you were sick....." there was concern on his face and a little hint of fear as well. In an instant they were in a small shack filled with people. "MOVE OUT OF MY WAY NOW!!!!" he shouted his yellow eyes filled with fear and rage. And they all knew who he was and did what they were told without hesitation. He walked up to an old shaman "I don't care how many patients there are before him." he said looking down at the small demon in his arms "you will take him now or I will kill every patient ahead of him" he said his voice shaking as he handed Makiro to the man "you will be just fine Makiro he is the best healer if ever met." and he slumped down against the wall head in his hands as he watched the doors to the doctors room close.
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