[Adrasteius looks like he's been shot to hell and back, but that's mostly because his frail body can't take even the gentlest touch of physical punishment. He groans, massaging his bruised cheek.]
Oh, yeah. Nothing a little spell can't fix.
[His fingers glow white, and the bruised skin rapidly takes on a normal color.]
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[Adrasteius looks like he's been shot to hell and back, but that's mostly because his frail body can't take even the gentlest touch of physical punishment. He groans, massaging his bruised cheek.]
Oh, yeah. Nothing a little spell can't fix.
[His fingers glow white, and the bruised skin rapidly takes on a normal color.]
How about you, kiddo?