The Sunspire Dark Shadows on the wall

Jace stared with wide blue eyes as Summer crashed to the ground. Missing him by a wide margin, any fool with eyes could have fixed their onslaught and gone after him, so it was a safe bet that something was wrong with Summer.

Jace's hackles rose as Summer moaned strangely and he backed up further unsure what to do. Jace wrinkled his nose as the smell of sick reached his nostrils and he blew out the smell in a puff. Dude what the fuck?

Jace sighed and strode forward and touched his nose to the youth's head. He studied him for a moment not exactly certain if he even wanted to say anything, but deciding something needed said. Summer I think it's safe to say you are not okay, and you need some serious help? So tell me what's going on?