Ollie saw Cynwrig flinch when he described what he would do, and he saw the understanding dawn in the knight's eyes. This wasn't just about skill or power. It was about endurance. About being willing to suffer alongside the person you were trying to save.
Cynwrig might have spent most of his life as a knight administering his lands and tending to the businesses that made his village prosper, but he was still a knight of Dunn. He'd fought against the Eldritch more than once, and gone to his share of tournaments as well. He knew that the wounds Cerys had suffered should be a death sentence, and in most healers' tents, the most she could hope for was a strong dose of Essence of Poppy to dull the pain and allow her to pass peacefully to the Heavenly Shores or her next life.
