05-15-2018, 04:32 PM
Hecate nodded her head without a word as Jak began to work on her wounds, the elf with long ears seemed to have a troubled past, much the same as most others in the omniverse. The fact he was able to use and manipulate Omnillium told her without a doubt that the boy was a prime, As he worked on her wounds, mending the gashes in her flesh with the warm glow of the glowing orb.
To the witch of ice the warm feeling was uncomforting. Slowly flesh mended itself back together. Where bare muscle once was fresh flesh now resided. The insects and pain gone. Hecate looked down at the stump of her hand, surprised to see the appendage back right where it should be. Taking a few seconds to test it she flexed her muscles and curled the fingers into a tight fist. The hand was back to the way it should be.
"Thank you." Hecate said, despite the wounds on her body being closed up she still felt tired, the healing seemed to not include replacing any blood that had been spilt.
Even though plagued by fatigue Hecate stood up, her eyes flared the ruby shade of red, as she looked out over the expanse of trees surrounding the small clearing. Her heart and soul longing for revenge, even now amidst the clouds of fatigue only one thing seemed to bleed through, a beacon lighting the way. Revenge.
Still such succulent thoughts could wait, turning her attention back to the green blond haired elf with long ears she looked the man over scrutinizing every weapon and tool on his person.
"What are those for?" She asked, pointing with her newly reformed hand at what seemed like a pair of handcuffs.
To the witch of ice the warm feeling was uncomforting. Slowly flesh mended itself back together. Where bare muscle once was fresh flesh now resided. The insects and pain gone. Hecate looked down at the stump of her hand, surprised to see the appendage back right where it should be. Taking a few seconds to test it she flexed her muscles and curled the fingers into a tight fist. The hand was back to the way it should be.
"Thank you." Hecate said, despite the wounds on her body being closed up she still felt tired, the healing seemed to not include replacing any blood that had been spilt.
Even though plagued by fatigue Hecate stood up, her eyes flared the ruby shade of red, as she looked out over the expanse of trees surrounding the small clearing. Her heart and soul longing for revenge, even now amidst the clouds of fatigue only one thing seemed to bleed through, a beacon lighting the way. Revenge.
Still such succulent thoughts could wait, turning her attention back to the green blond haired elf with long ears she looked the man over scrutinizing every weapon and tool on his person.
"What are those for?" She asked, pointing with her newly reformed hand at what seemed like a pair of handcuffs.