Felih hesitates a few moments, watching the creature's torso longer just to ensure it won't suddenly reanimate... but it seems to have truly been defeated. Calming, he lets the tension seep out of him, and he holsters his weapons at his hips, before he turns and sees Bruno...
...absolutely covered in fish splatter.
The Miqo'te wrinkles his nose and huffs. "Darling, that just won't do," he says, "If only I could use even my mundane magics here... ah well. Holly, dear, if you would?"
He calls into the air and a small fae spins into existence, the little thing circling around Felih with the sounds of happy chimes, before she stops and sees where Felih is pointing. The tiny creature puffs her cheeks out, looking quite indignant at the state of Bruno's clothes, before she suddenly starts flying in a spiral around and down Bruno's being, faerie magic leaving his clothes squeaky-clean.
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...absolutely covered in fish splatter.
The Miqo'te wrinkles his nose and huffs. "Darling, that just won't do," he says, "If only I could use even my mundane magics here... ah well. Holly, dear, if you would?"
He calls into the air and a small fae spins into existence, the little thing circling around Felih with the sounds of happy chimes, before she stops and sees where Felih is pointing. The tiny creature puffs her cheeks out, looking quite indignant at the state of Bruno's clothes, before she suddenly starts flying in a spiral around and down Bruno's being, faerie magic leaving his clothes squeaky-clean.