“Their cerebrospinal fluids.” She answered, remembering how Scarlet Logic tried to siphon their spinal fluids moments before she broke down into a Corrupted.

“For what is a mystery. What isn’t a mystery is that Healers are Angels. Serum S is made from the fluids of an Angel’s Adam’s Apple. There is something of value in their CSF to the Impuritas.” Frost was enraged at the mere memory.

“… I would not have guessed it.” Knalzark admitted. “It must be a recent occurrence. This is the first time I’m hearing this.”

“It happened in the Frozen Springs too. With the resurging tech of Midas Company… It can’t be. Is this how they power it?” Beholder E. questioned. “The Valorem Extractor does not require the fluids of a healer as far as I am aware of. However, it is the Perched who can only operate them. Not myself…”

“You just answered your own question.” Descartes whispered, grinding her boots as through prepared to make a break for the door and begin a call to action. “They could be using Wandering Healers to use Midas Company’s Aspects. But that doesn’t make any sense. We didn’t detect anything abnormal until now. They follow Scripts to keep them in line. Justica Arms has Wayfarers to protect them… Can the Star Child speak?”

“I’m afraid not.” The Arbiter raised a hand.

“The Piece of the Fallen Star might have done something to them.” Descartes uttered.

“D3. D5. D8 and D13.” Beholder E. revealed. “Four have abruptly disappeared. “… D1 may be what enabled them in the first place. We have still yet to recover her after all.”

“D1?” Jury asked for clarification.

“The first Wandering Healer. Shortly after Midas Company’s liquidation. If the theory holds true, then D1 must be enabling them unwillingly. At least we can only believe this to be the truth...”

The Nexus shook. Healers were going to be turned into the equivalent of living batteries. If this was true… if D1 was truly the source of the Impuritas’ ability to utilize Midas Company’s power, then she could only imagine the horrors that she was subjected to at every living second.

“… was there nothing that could have been done to prevent this from happening in the first place…? No one learned from the lesson of leaving those healers alone? A single Wayfarer wasn’t enough. And yet you offer juvenile Wayfarers to protect my healers?”

Frost shot a deadly state at Galia as all one thousand golden eyes focused onto her. If she were an ordinary person, then she would have perished on the spot from Frost’s overbearing presence alone.

Galia could not even see Frost’s face. All she could see was an endless, insatiable void.

“You are mistaken. Wandering Healers wander regions beyond our control. We grant them the freedom they were robbed of. Nothing more, nothing less. The environment of the Nex Megalopolis is different. A Wayfarer is only behind by my limited Justicers, the ARU Type Os, and the Colors. They specialize in protection. But they are not invincible. I firmly believe that they are fit for the role until you can replace them with Moons.” Galia thoroughly explained. “In here we have more than just the Wayfarers. They can serve as the first line of defense. I’m not offering them to be the only defense. However, I am willing to lend my Justicers to serve the healers. I only own 25 in the 6th Branch.”

“ARU-Type Os are too dangerous to be kept around healers.” Enoch added. “BUT! What about Eclipses? Since no Moons are going to be dying anytime soon, why not let them stick around the healers? We have 18 hanging around in M-A1, and maybe another 5 spread around the Nex Megalopolis. What we can also do is have designated areas that are protected! Like those hospitals. Or Guilds! Weren’t they mostly unaffected?”

“They were.” Beholder E. confirmed. “That may be the best compromise. Those spots will be sacred. They are your healers, after all.”

“I plan to make them impervious to damage. They need the highest quality cloth. I’ll be relying on you, Marionette.” Frost commanded.

“I will do what I can. What if those healers are left on their own? Can they even survive without being protected?”

“I have a plan. A close friend of mine can augment them. Even if they can’t fight – what they’ll wear will absolutely protect them.” Frost would be relying on Ignis to create symbiotic weapons for the healers.

The same kind that allowed the ones Carpalis saved to protect themselves from threats. This was on top of the previously discussed security measures.

However, they still had yet to discuss the violent healers.

“We can differentiate them. As can regular people by their hairs. But we can do better. We can visually distinguish them from regular healers.” Frost began. “I’ll be taking them directly under my wing, and I want that to be evident. I want people to look at my healers with one glance and know that they are untouchable. In what manner won’t be discussed here.”

“Do you have a plan for them? Aside from us supplying them with Serums?” Beholder E. curiously inched himself closer.

Frost nodded.

“I do. I’m closer to them than regular healers are to me. I therefore know their strengths. I suspect that their tendency to try to help others hasn’t changed?”

“Not at all. I believe that is what frustrates them the most.” Galia confirmed.

“Then they’ll be the perfect vessel of my knowledge. You may not be aware of this, but we have a found a cure to the Healer’s Crutch. Unfortunately, it is not something that healers can do as they lack the physical strength to apply my technique to a wide range of victims. Not to mention that they wouldn’t inflict a hair of harm to anyone.”

Frost declared, her news surprising all as Galia became intrigued. She knew that this knowledge of hers must have come from Earth.

“I have my Claw – Ber to thank for being the first to aid in our technique. It requires electricity to stabilize them. Depending on the voltage the person will take damage. Resistance will also vary. Therefore, injury is a requirement. Serums will keep the person alive until the procedure is complete. We can create Atelier Items suited for the role. But that is not all I have in plan for them.

They must be able to fight. I want them to express their rage. I am therefore offering them an opportunity of a cathartic role that goes against everything they once knew. I want them to strike fear into those that oppose me outside of the Ateliers. To strike terror into Syndicates, and to be a serve as a supporting force for those that require healers in a combat scenario. Regular healers will not be sent to dangerous areas.”

And for the first time, Frost had come up with a fitting name for these ‘healers.’

“But my Black Wings will. They’ll be an extension of my wrath, whereas the White Doves will be my mercy. Now then. Our resolution has reached its end. Do we all agree?”

It went without saying that they would rather have the healers under the wings of the Amalgam. There were some uncertainties with Marionette being able to supply them with Quality X cloth, but she had at least promised to offer however much was possible.

The Black Dove’s roost had reached new heights, and she could not wait for this Council to finish.

There was much to do.

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400 chapters! Here's to another hundred!

Also, the Arbiter's Council will be ending in 4-5 chapters!