Izel wandered for some time before making it to another ledge overlooking a waterfall and pond below. She was beginning to worry she'd never find Oren, and would be forced to figure out what to do next on her own. But the Force seemed to be guiding her even if she was currently unable to use it. Looking out over the landscape before her she spotted something that stood out from the rest of the green jungle. A figure wrapped in the cream-colored robes of the Jedi, sprawled out besides a tree.
"Master Zapan!" The Padawan shouted worriedly, and leapt down into the pond below without hesitation. She quickly swam to it's edge and pulled herself out, rushing up to Oren and kneeling down beside him. "Oh my... you look awful..." She said bluntly as she inspected the Master's form. She wasn't looking too good herself, her back still scarred from the earlier struggle as well as her arm and leg. She placed her hands over the Master's stomach, trying to summon the Force to heal him. But after several attempts the Padawan let out a ragged breath, still unable to use her power.
"Come on, let's get you to safety at least..." The large insectoid still had the strength to help Oren up, slinging his arm over her shoulders to help him move as she turned and started making her way back in the direction they had come from, looking for shelter. Izel was barely with it herself, a feeling of lightheadedness starting to come over her. But at least for the moment there was enough adrenaline pumping through her veins to keep her moving, if nothing else.
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"Master Zapan!" The Padawan shouted worriedly, and leapt down into the pond below without hesitation. She quickly swam to it's edge and pulled herself out, rushing up to Oren and kneeling down beside him. "Oh my... you look awful..." She said bluntly as she inspected the Master's form. She wasn't looking too good herself, her back still scarred from the earlier struggle as well as her arm and leg. She placed her hands over the Master's stomach, trying to summon the Force to heal him. But after several attempts the Padawan let out a ragged breath, still unable to use her power.
"Come on, let's get you to safety at least..." The large insectoid still had the strength to help Oren up, slinging his arm over her shoulders to help him move as she turned and started making her way back in the direction they had come from, looking for shelter. Izel was barely with it herself, a feeling of lightheadedness starting to come over her. But at least for the moment there was enough adrenaline pumping through her veins to keep her moving, if nothing else.
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