If it wasn’t just Myrda’s imagination, the man appeared to be growing healthier in addition to the far more obvious eye glow. Fascinating how he was able to use healing magic on himself in such a way, or perhaps it was some sort of innate ability that he possessed? She didn’t have much time to wonder as he rudely interrupted her planned speech with a burst of energy. She sprung to her right side to partially avoid it but some of it managed to latch onto her left gauntlet. She looked over at it, not changing her facial expression from her casual look. With a powerful flick of her wrist, she hoped that it would be enough to dislodge this invasive energy.

As she did so she looked back over to him.

“Hey, you better not be running,” she ordered, still shaking her arm around if the energy wouldn’t come off, although she suspected that it would.