With Harth's order, he gave a nod of his head before stepping out of the storage room and back into the larger one. There were a few birds flying about, making this rather convenient for him and giving him a chance to really test out his new strength and speed. He had been dying to do that.

Moving as fast as he could, he managed to grab a pigeon that struggled in his hands, trying to peck at him to defend itself. Too bad they needed it alive or he could just snap it's neck. He stepped back into the side room and back into the circle where Duo was laying, pretty weak and still. There wasn't much time left.

He knelt down beside the pilot, bird still in hand and placed his other hand over the puncture wounds he had made. The words to the healing spell came easily to him, draining the poor bird dead and giving Duo back his life. When it was over, he tossed the dead bird aside and watched Duo carefully.