Nao gathered all that remained of her strength and staggered over to the hole. She immediately noticed what the others apparently hadn't- Krad's breaths were short and kept getting shallower and shallower. Suddenly, three wispy figures like smoke blown in on a breeze were visible above Krad. Nao looked up at them with, surprisingly, no fear for these spirits in her soft yellow eyes. She started talking to them in a nearly inaudible voice. However, one sentence was just loud enough for the other ponies to catch- "Let him live, friends, and you will be repaid." The spirits looked at each other, then turned back to Nao and nodded, seeming to know her well. Then they disappeared, and Krad's breathing became deep and regular again. Nao bent down to the hole. "Krad, are you alright?" she called, straining to reach out a hoof just close enough for him to grab.