The Doctor and the magic blue box.

Moira braked and stopped her bike in some part of town that John didn't knew well. There was someone waiting for them, a girl if John just went by the shape of the body, wearing jeans and a hoody, with a large blue suitcase on the ground.

"A hand? You call me at 2am for that? It will take hours to do this, we'll still be at it tomorrow. " said a definitely feminine voice. The mysterious girl picked up her suitcase and approached them.

"It was an emergency, he's someone special and he..." explained Moira.

John had taken his hearthstone out of his inventory and extended his remaining hand with it toward the new girl.
"We don't have time for that!" he said and in a flash they all found themselves in the arrival room of his castle.

"What the... By the Lady, what is this place? Explain yourself, Newman!" said Moira, turning on the saddle to look at him.

"Interesting, a permanent barrier with a 65% time differential. Artificial structures with traces of technology... Electrical fields and many lifeforms... Does your dad know you hang out with summoners, Moira?" asked the new girl.

"It's important, I will explain later. It's that way. Can you ride a bike? Wait, no you won't be able to do that with your suitcase... Fuck!" he asked the girl, showing him his own bike against the wall.

"It won't be a problem, ingenious design... Non commercial product, techno arcanic enhancements, your work? Oh, electrical motor! Very nice." she remarked as she got on the bike. She snapped her fingers and a small trapdoor opened on her suitcase to let out 8 small drones that looked like Sci-fi crafts with turbines and propellers. Each emitted a small yellow ray of light and as they got higher so did the suitcase.

"Where to?" asked Moira, who had stopped arguing with him, hearing the constant distress in his voice.

"This way, to the forest. A big fountain, you can't miss it." he said.

The two bikes got out of the castle and for the first time since he brought Kim here other people discovered his kingdom. Moira seemed focused on her driving, but couldn't avoid looking around them, especially at the flying islands and the winged serpents gliding between them.

John looked more closely at the girl who Moira had called to help him. The wind of the ride had pushed the hood away, under it was a young blonde girl with a nice rounded face and hair split up in two braids.

Tricia Gorbachev
Lvl9 Scythian healer
<Gorbachev Opekuny>
HP 150 / 150
MP 247 / 385
Status Effects: Eye of Gorbachev (closed)
Relationship: 0

As they arrived Moira saw Ferulia, sitting on a flat stone to avoid burning any of the plants around her. She jumped out of the bike the second she stopped it and in the same move found herself with her hammer and shield in hands.

"Stop! She's not a threat! She's a victim too. Please Tricia, help me, she's there!" he said.

"Wait, how do you know my... Bozhe moi! so much life and... What happened to her? Quickly help me get her out of this. " she replied as she saw the fountain first and Sylvia next.

The drones put down the suitcase on a flat surface near the pool surrounding the fountain, the lid opened and revealed a lot of equipment. The thing was automated, a plank started to unfold from the bottom of it and its surface inflated to form a sort of stretcher and various arms ended with mysterious instruments went to place themselves above it. John wondered how so many parts and all of the drones could fit in the blue suitcase.

No one had seemed to pay any attention to Cali and Moira did not say a word when she helped her carry Sylvia to the medical unit. Half of the drones started to hover around Sylvia, emitting green and red rays.

"She's a plant, her physiology and metabolism is really different from ours. Let me have a look at your hand while I try to see what happened to her." said Tricia.

"And once she does that you have some serious explaining to do..." said Moira.

"They used that on her and on the red elf girl too. She had some armor made of bark fused to her flesh and those monsters stripped it away from her with knife and fire." he explained, showing her the brand he had recovered, once again without touching it.

"Don't touch this!" shouted Moira. She took a closer look at it and frowned. "It's enchanted to change the things that are branded with it. I saw similar things a few times."

"Can you do something for them? I beg you, I don't want to lose Sylvia." he asked her.

"That's not all! Your wounds! This place is incredible, a dip in these waters should have healed your wounds and the one on this one." said Tricia, pointing at the small cut on John and the larger one on Cali.

John got the terrific cursed blade out and laid it on a stone near the brand.

"I got in a barrier populated with elves and lizard folks. Rescued some elves and at some point Sylvia got captured, I went there with a group of elves to rescue her and some of their own. Their leader is possessed with a fire spirit, lives in a volcano. Huge ass lizards wielding such weapons cuts us to bits just before we could recover Sylvia and Ferulia here. Lost a hand in the process. They brand prisoners to turn them into suitable brides for their god. I was stuck there, you gave me a way out, we got here. Can you two save them or not? " he said in one breath, leaving no time for interruption.

"She must be important, you don't seem to care about your missing hand." remarked Tricia, his focus had diminished and he was dripping blood on the ground.

"I lost it saving her, if she dies it would have been for nothing. You won't have to grow me a new hand by the way, I kept the one I lost." he replied.

"John..." he was surprised to hear Moira call him that, it would need to be very bad for her to feel the need to sugarcoat it calling him that. "... There is nothing I can do for the elf, whatever they did to her worked, the essence of fire is now integrated into her. Removing it would kill her. I think it might be possible to do something for you and the dryad. But I would really like to know since when you have become a summoner. "

"I'll be honest, I actually have a spell to summon creatures, but it is really useless and only ever provides really weak creatures at huge cost. Sylvia isn't a summon, I met her in a barrier, she's a nature spirit and I offered her a new home here." said John.

After realizing that her phone worked here and making a few calls, Moira had set up something. She was wearing a red silk robe, with a golden rose embroidered on the back. A large symbol had been spray painted on the ground, the forest would heal later, Sylvia was too important.

The symbol was big and had three circles in a triangle around a fourth one. John had put stone units at some points and Moira had drawn runes on them with a piece of chalk.

Wearing her ritual robe (and nothing else, not even her chastity belt, John noticed) Moira began to sing in some dialect that John didn't understand. John and Cali had stripped off their armor before getting in their circles and Sylvia's had been drawn around her medical unit.

John knew that Moira would keep both the brand and the blade, there was no way she would let these hang around, but if he got out of here with his hand back and Sylvia alive and well, then it would be a small price to pay. Suddenly Moira stopped singing and walked towards John.

"The love of the Lady fills you, her light shines on you, let evil be banished in her name, for now and forever!" she recited, before kissing him. She did the same for Cali and Sylvia, John felt her even more embarrassed to kiss the two girls than she had been kissing him.

The ritual worked, he was feeling his hp tick up again. Tricia rushed toward him and took the hand he offered to her. She put it back on the stump of his wrist and a ballet started around his arm as the drones began using energy beams to knit together flesh, skin, blood vessels, nerves and bones.

Another drone was hovering over Cali healing her gut wound and there were still 4 over Sylvia, repairing her skin and flesh. The ritual that Moira performed had removed the unnatural glow from the brand on her flesh, the mark in itself would heal with the rest.

"Moira, Tricia you have my thanks. I really appreciate your help and if you ever need my help I would be happy to repay this debt." he said to them, trying not to move during the delicate procedure of getting his hand back.

"Will someone explain how he knows my name and where we are?" asked Tricia.

"I would really like to know more about this place too actually." said Moira.