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Well, at least that's one recognizable type of magic.  Mercury narrowly avoids taking a hit from the bolts of light, her arms blackened with her hardening ability, just in case.  Stunned that the void tip rounds were less than effective, Mercury can't help but begin to worry.

"Where the hell did the Children find this guy?..."

The idea of a true immortal by known types of magic is simply baffling.  There's no way this could be learned through one of the basic types of magic.  Even Covenant body magic can't heal wounds like that.  She ducks down behind whatever cover she can find closes to Gregor to avoid the remaining bolts of light raining down on them, and hopefully work something out.

"Got any ideas?  If he's just gonna keep getting up, he's gonna be one hell of a problem if we can't at least get him to stop moving."