Sia was looking at the people gather around the fire.
A man in his 20's with short ash brown hair, A lady on her 30's with wine red eyes, A teen with a honey blond hair, a relatively old man with Oliver green eyes and A man in his late 30's with a top hat and crimson-red eyes. They all were looking at the fire place with a thoughtful expression.
The lady with wine red eyes, Miss. Sumiren stated casually, "Edmond found the boy, he is bringing him here. Stop Worrying, Sia Dear."
Sia looked at her and nodded.
"Well, he might have some horrible injuries; so, get ready to treat him." Mumbled Elaric, the Teen with honey blond hair.
Sia nodded dazedly.
The old man with Oliver green eyes hissed, "Would you believe it... The boy killed a Name Eaters vessel; all by himself. Piercing a Obsidian spike right through that creatures chest; Impaling the heart. He even got pierced by a lot of them too. What a kid! Truly interesting."
Sia acknowledged the statement With a distant expression.
"Yes, But it seems he isn't going to hold it much longer~" Trailed of the man with short ash brown hair, Mr. Raymond.
Sia responded affirmatively with a slight tilt of her head.
"The boy is really Interesting, truly interesting, Do you know that he suggested to make sure that The clowns body does not become a vessel with a smile? I have taken an interest in him. I might even take him as my second Student, If he agrees" Mr. Shin Asukah, The man with a Top hat and Crimson-red hair chuckled wholeheartedly.
Sia looked at all of them and gave an affirmative smile.
'This is soo Weird, there is six people sitting here. But, in truth there is only two people having a conversation. Sooo weird' Sia pondered With a stiff expression.
But, before the conversation get anymore awkward the boy with a Honey blond hair, Elaric exclaimed, "They are here..."
Sia moved her head where Elaric was looking, with an detached expression.
But just as she looked to her left she gasped, "Holy wha--!!"
A blooded corps was walking out of the misty fog alongside Mr. Edmond. It had Spikes pierced in every part of its body. The thick blood Masking his face with a deep crimson.
Sia stood up.
"What-- Who is tha--?" Sia blurted; but could not finish the sentence in time, because the head of the corps suddenly moved, looked at her and gave an eerie smile, twisting its lips upwards.
She gasped and knees buckled, she fell on the ground with a loud thud.
'It's alive!' She had an revelation then after a few moments she had a recognition. 'Wait...'
"..."
"Stark?!" She shuttered.
The corps, No, Stark looked at her and hooted, "Yes, Miss. Sia?"
'What the Heck Happened to him? Wait, How is he really alive? Is it really him? those Spikes?' Her thoughts Ran like a wild fire as she got up and hurriedly walked towards him.
Sia started to treat his injuries. As she was doing that, She realized she does not have the things that she needed to treat the injuries.
Stark was looking at her with a happy smile plastered in his pale blooded face.
Sia after thinking for a while, let out a distraught sigh.
"Infentus~ Infentus~ Infentus~"
As she chanted the spell for healing-sorcery, She felt her mind going slightly numb.
Her hands slowly started to emanate an emerald green glow under the nightlight .
She held them above Stark's injured body and concentrated.
*****
Stark was looking down at himself with an incredulous expression.
'They are gone.'
There wasn't any wounds in his body. He was as good as new.
Literally, every injuries of his were gone. How?
"how?" He blurted looking at Miss. Sia.
Miss. Sia was holding her head with her left hand, looking fatigued. She spared him a glance, stood up and walked towards the fire and sat near it.
Stark looked at her, stood up.
And just as he did his body started to ache again, But slightly. He paused for a moment before walking towards the fire himself and sat near it.
And as he did his eyes fell on the old man with Oliver green eyes.
Stark recoiled.
"..."
Stark looked him for a few moment and blurted, "Mr. Solomon, your alive! But... Your corps? What is happening?"
Stark looked at Miss Sia. But someone else answered his question.
"He is one of my incarnation~" the man with the top hat, Mr. Shin chuckled.
"Incarnation?" Stark hesitated.
"He is actually me; but older." Mr. Shin stated.
"Oh, okey..." Stark trailed off. He looked at Miss. Sia for answers.
She was still seemingly holding her head, looking very tired.
But after a while, Miss. Sia looked at stark and Stated, "This is his sorcery; Illusion-sorcery. He can make illusions and also has the ability to make his imagination come to reality."
Miss. Sia went on, "All the people of the circus is his illusion; the imagination he made reality. And I am his student. My sorcery is use Healing-sorcery."
"Well, you did see it earlier, right? I treated your Injuries with my Healing-sorcery..." Miss. Sia trailed off.
Stark the silent listener up till now moved to his side and looked at the people gathered around there and made a face.
'So, they'r all the same person?' he mused.
While looking at them his eyes fell on the lady with Wine red eyes. He looked at her for a few long moments and guessed, "So, You are one of his Illusions too?"
"Yes, boy." She responded without hesitation.
Stark looked at her for a few long moments and felt his head starting to ache.
Just right then, someone from his back shouted, "I am back."
Stark looked back and realized a man wearing a black cloche was walking out of the mist.
He walked towards Stark and gave a small nod before Announcing:
'Does he know me? Wait is one of the incarnations too?'
"People!!, I have some bad news and bad-er news... which one do you guys want to hear first?"
Everyone sitting around the fire looked at him, but only Mr. Shin Asukah responded. "Bad one. Start with the bad one."
"We are inside the Sanctuary of absurdity." The man Blurted.
Hearing that everyone present there made a tense face. Well, other than Miss Sia and Stark.
"What is Bad-er news? My good man, Sammak." Asked the old clown.
"The demon of Prejudice and the Demon of Apathy Is here too. The name eater from before was one of their Servants."