"Mister Frenand, let me help you" Basmi used her ability to exchange the golden mana stuck within the undead's hand with some harmless, ambient mana instead, and rapidly, the cracks on Frenand's hands began to close, and his gauntlets even began to reform.
"Hey, I didn't know you could self-repair damage done to your body"
"Well, Erestel, I have trained in the art of regeneration- Well, General Loimos gave me a few tips that helped a lot… But I do have to admit that being able to mend damage without having to use Ierpalam is a great boon, shame that the first living I could test it on counters it completely" he flicked his cape and shook his head, leaning forward as he turned to Basmi.
"Thank you, little Basmi, look at how much you've grown since I last saw you! You've gotten even prettier"
"T-Thank you… Mister Frenand, please stop petting my head- I am an adult now!"
