Cythlla's behemoth had turned into mush after the cancellation spell had been cast, it made her severly disappointed, she was going to go and have a few words with the one who did it afterwards but found herself unable to move much from the injured leg. She liked the pain, but she couldn't move it the way she wanted to.

Then an elf came up to offer some help, before Cythlla could say a word about her mistrust of elves Henry spoke up for her. "She could use the help, yes." Henry said in a rather soothing tone of voice. Cythlla stopped trying to move around as she heard Henrys voice. "Uh- Yeah..." Cythlla said a bit shyly now as she sat down with Henry sitting down behind her so she had something to lean on. Knowing Cythlla, if it wasn't treated soon it would most likely get infected, probably by maggots or something too.