IC: Alexandra winced. "I'll be fine, it's just the magic around here wasn't-I'll be fine now. Adrian, just... Just get some help. I don't want you to get sick."

IC: Brooke's harpoon disappeared and she leaned over next to Adrian, water flowing from her fingers and cleaning his wounds. "The Mist should hold for a while but you guys need to get moving. Get him some Ambrosia."