Fyren? Curious...If Draco was speaking of Fyren Valente, he was a very common aid to O'luca. But to hear that he forced Murdoc out of position was a surprise to him.

"I see. Perhaps you'll learn more later. But let us end this discussion here."

He was beginning to feel dizzy again, common to the aftermath of his healing abilities. It was very sickening, let alone the loss of blood he endured. Yelling at Tamil didn't help his condition at all.

Draco's head lowered slightly with an acknowledging nod, but quickly looked back up to see Antonis' condition. A worried look crossed his features before speaking. "Shall I fetch for Debalora?" he asked, seeing Antonis' condition worsen from before. He was sure it was exhaustion, but he felt he should ask.

Antonis shook his head lightly as he laid back against the bed, shutting his eyes painfully.

"No, that won't be necessary. But please...conceal Murdoc Convel in a room and make sure he can't come out. I will need to decide what to do in the time being. He'll understand and shouldn't make a scene."

Draco bowed slightly with a short acknowledging nod. After straightening his back, Draco swiftly turned and left the room; closing the door behind him.