He smiles with his glowing eyes. "I took your injures, mental fatigue, and magic block up from your body and soul. I also took the stains from the dark artifacts you've collected over the years from your mana channels. It should let your magic flow much easier now. As a bonus, I fed on it, so now I can go longer without needing to feed again." He waves his hand at Ophion, and chuckles. "I've devised ways to use all kinds of "dark magics" for the force of good. Not the forces of light. But good. I am well aware of the suspicions my powers carry, but I've carried them for this long, and nothing bad has happened to me yet." He points at him with the staff of his scythe. "However, you should be more careful on how you study the magics you choose to use. They can become corrupted over time, and start dealing more harm then good. And being made of Necromancy, I realize that I'm immune to its effects."