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Selvina was honestly more irritated than she should have been when the knightess blocked her spell, but that concern was washed away as the other woman seemed to surrender ... hadn't she teleported earlier though?  Were the binds just ineffective, or did she only have minor magical capabilities and her power was spent?

Either way, the mage approached the hound and looked over the wound ... even in human form it was rather fascinating to see that some sort of molten liquid remained inside as the girl healed.  For a moment the mage looked on with curiosity, although that was replaced with guilt.  [color=gray]"Thanks Eith ... I was concerned that there would be an ambush and that ... I'd only get in the way."[/color]  It was nice to see the girl was naturally loyal enough though to be willing to take a dagger for her, but didn't that mean she had just taken advantage of Eith?  The strong girl would feel Selvina's arms wrap around her in a quick embrace before she let go.  The hellhound was tough - she'd be fine.

Really, it seemed like Luna had everything under control like the natural leader she was.

Why wasn't she in charge again?  Selvina hardly remembered, but watching Lyssa obey the order made it clear the woman had a lot of practice in ordering her levies around.

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Fia looked at the flame, nodding as Livia talked down on her level.  The crimson haired girl nodded, but then a few seconds later extinguished the fire as she cut of the source of it's power.  The headmistress probably wanted her to practice more often, and she'd probably put in a few minutes of practice into it each day.  She'd never seen Livia play with fire in the same way, but she was incredible.

Though as it was mentioned she should help the world despite her cruel treatment in the past, the familiar looked down towards the ground nervously.  So many years chained.  So many times her flesh was torn.  So many times she was beaten in such ways that those in the outside world simply couldn't comprehend.  For a few seconds the girl looked down to the ground, thinking about her research.  Then the small voice returned eventually, as if she was unsure if she was supposed to be saying this.

[color=salmon]"... I-I know some of my past selves ... have been monsters ..."[/color]  It wasn't a hard conclusion to draw given her dreams and the information in the library.  [color=salmon]"... A-and I know some of them were ... kinder.  But ... but ... I'm still scared Livia.  I know you're disappointed ... in that ... and it makes me ... weak ..."[/color]  The girl had small tears in her eyes, but she brushed them away quickly.  [color=salmon]"... I've hardly spent any of my ... time here ... but I know this ... this is how I want to live ..."[/color]  It was peaceful, with kind people around as a whole.  The headmistress stood out as a beacon of hope in a life that had largely been filled with dread.  [color=salmon]"... I hate him ... but I fear that more ... I [i]can't[/i] go back Livia ... but if I fight then ..."[/color]  

It was rather obvious the girl was wondering why she should fight for someone else when she could be captured ... again.  But the girl couldn't articulate it as she looked towards the ground, ashamed.  She wouldn't ever run around and destroy villages and demand tribute.  But she also was too selfish to give this up.  It was someone else's turn, wasn't it?  She'd already suffered enough, hadn't she?  Livia would feel the bond between them become filled with emotion as panacea fell to the ground before the girl covered her face.  It would be rather apparent that she felt like being held at this moment, but also that the girl was trying to act as brave as possible by not running into Livia and crying into her.  [color=salmon]"... sorry ..."[/color]