Asuka's Apartment: Rendering Assistance.

Aiko squints her eyes, averting her gaze slightly. "S-Seven....Six....Five....F-Four...."

Aiko looks into her eyes, her fist dropping to her side. "I-8 can't do it....but I can do this..." Ayoko rests a hand on her shoulder, concentrating. Sozen walks behind his sister, placing his hand on her shoulder. This is it....when we work together, we can do anything....now let us help you, Asuka....

Sozen and Aiko reach her core, looking around for her hurt. Where is it? I don't know....you're the empath....

Aiko grimaces. We're here.. We'll work together, that way neither one of us uses to much strength... They set to work, hacking at the mass of thorns and knots like an adventurer would hack at vines in his way.

Aiko and Sozen hack the ball into oblivion, panting with effort at the end. In the real world Aiko's body trembles, her skin deathly pale. I-I....I think we did it...

In the real world, Aiko collapses against Sozen, spent. She looks up at Asuka. "H-How do you f-feel?"

Aiko's skin regains some color, and she stands, albeit on weak legs. "A-Asuka....We're just happy to h-have you back...."

Aiko looks back at the training grounds. "What about Sylas?"

OOC: Posted in the training grounds.