[@IceHeart][@Rockin Strings]

Light shrugged at Gromgard's complaining of her aura. [color=00aeef]"Sorry buddy, I can't really bring it much lower than this. Graft is helping me figure that out."[/color] Light said, gesturing where she figured Graft's floor was, although she wasn't actually sure what direction it was. She watched as when Gromgard took his turn how he turned up the brutality, smacking off a limb before healing it right back. Light flinched a bit at seeing this, but more out of the impact of Gromgard's fist than the act itself. At his offhanded comment of a hypnotist, Light got an idea.

[color=00aeef]"Oh boys~~"[/color] Light said, gesturing to the cultists. [color=00aeef]"I'll leave you in the care of my friend here. I'll be right back~~"[/color] Light said in a teasing voice as she waved at the group, leaving the room before she ripped open one of her teleport portals that lead to near the kitchen.

[color=00aeef]"Hey Flan, are you here? I need some of your name sake for the cultists. I've got a hilarious idea!"[/color] Light said, popping her head into the kitchen and looking around. Light didn't really invade the kitchen much even though she loved to eat, Flan kind of creeped Light out. Not because she was creepy looking or anything, but more because she was a slime, and Light didn't do too well against slimes. Light would still gladly hug her, but not as openly as the others since getting stuck inside a slime wasn't a good way to spend an afternoon.