[Rule #2: Double Tap!]
Elaros didn't really know why he had such a fascination with Iyla. Perhaps the stone that had taken over his consciousness sensed her connection to it. No doubt, if the stone's dark desires were mingling with Elaros' hedonistic and pleasure-driven mind, nothing good was to come.
And so, it was to Elaros' residence in Serendipity where Iyla's body was spirited, kept under the brightest conditions possible at all times to slow down her regeneration as much as they could. Space was made in the cellar, and the entire room was brightened up to ridiculous levels, Iyla being stripped down to her underclothing and strapped to an adjustable table in the center of it all.
When it looked like she might just finally come to, Elaros waited in the room with her, seated a mere five feet away.