It happened once a year. When the tide is low and it flows in the opposite direction. It was the weakest time for Lemurians like him. "Even the most feeble human can kill us once they know of this." Rafayel told her. He rubbed her fingertips on his forehead. "If you push me away.. kill me even.. I can't stop you.." Rafayel murmured. He was on the couch with a blanket on his lap. He was so lethargic as his blue scales glowed under the light. He would sleep through it.