As the shadows continued to stir to heal her, Kennet started to pull her energy into him. Sucking in every surge running to the surface and toward his hand. His mouth followed in the path if his hand as it slipped down over her. Each chakra opened under his lips as he pulled the energy out from them and consumed it in his flames.
The cracks in his human shell that has healed began to appear once more; the time they looked more like ancient tunes than pure molten cracks in the cooling surface of the lava.
The tall form of the djinn could not move low enough while they stood to continue to take from each chakra without being on his knees, so instead his hand took and transferred. Just above the root, he stopped his hand and pulled back from her. Kennet took a breath, inhaling the opened energy the flits of shadow and flame moving from her into him.