Imogen got to work on trying to boost Ezreal's levels with her healing powers. Her eyes cold and dark as she waited for the swarm to find them. Her voice equally chilled, the edges of her darker lineage showing in her hushed words.

"We're a team, we move together, not all of us can weather the attacks of such an encounter. And if you got hurt, by one of the many ways they could hurt you, we couldn't get to you easily."

Imogen finished, the light pink glow of her fading off. She hoped the light was sparse enough to not draw any attention. She couldn't have gone back for Asemu even if she wished to, and he only was drawn out of that by Ezreal's gifts. "Fortunately someone decided you were worth saving. Don't make him do it again, he gets himself in enough trouble."

"And now, can we please let me scout ahead in the dark before we wake up another swarm?"