[center][img]https://i.imgur.com/3Fa4UA7.png[/img][/center][color=springgreen]"Hmm, I think I get it,"[/color] Leyna said after listening to Thomas'—and to a lesser extent Rose's—requests. [color=springgreen]"Let me try an old elven trick, then,"[/color] she said, picking the slice from Rose's hand and taking a bite of it.

Leyna chewed the pizza for a moment before leaning down and... kissing the pained Clair, feeding her a mix of the curative pizza and Leyna's elvish saliva. Feeding an unconscious person was a haphazard idea at best, a good thing the elves had long since perfected the art of doing such, thanks to the uncountable number of travelers they have to save from Death's grip in the heart of their forest homes.

[color=springgreen]"That wasn't bad at all,"[/color] Leyna said after breaking the kiss. She licked her lips of any oily remnants before looking at Thomas. [color=springgreen]"I guess she'll be fine now. But I can stick around if you want to. May try some... other things, if this doesn't work,"[/color] she added, fixing her hair.

[color=gold]"Ohoho, and what would be those [i]'other things'[/i] you're talking about?"[/color] None other than Clair asked a moment later. Her voice was still groggy and heated, but the fact she wasn't sporting a burning-red complexion anymore and was even able to slowly get back to her feet after a few moments, showed that the antidote must have worked, somehow.

[color=springgreen]"That—That's something you'll have to find for yourself!"[/color]

[color=gold]"Hehe."[/color]

[color=gold]"Anyway, thanks, guys. That made me feel almost like one of those fairytale princesses. Y'know, the ones from the movies,"[/color] Clair said, scratching the back of her head sheepishly.

[color=gold]"So... I guess that, now that we are done with the boss, we can either try to look around for some loot/clues in this place, or goo see what the others are doing,"[/color] Clair said after her knees seemed to finally regain their strength. [color=gold]"What do you say about that, Cap?"[/color]

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[color=crimson]"Is that so? From my point of view, that seems more likely than not,"[/color] Victoire replied Akiko's comment as she observed the brawl unfolding in all of its chaosness.

Though, the remark about the nature of purloining caught her attention.

[color=crimson]"Cards seems to be strangely on vogue these days, are they not? 'Twas not that long ago that I was questioned about something of similar nature, nevertheless—Ughh! What's it that I...?"[/color] For the first time in the night, Victoire showed some physical signs of struggle. She brought a hand to her temples and frowned, unwittingly baring her vampiric fangs, as if she had been assailed by a ravaging migraine.

Not long after that, the Serpent invaded her chambers and quite literally turned the place upside down. A mere glance at the lack beast was enough to double up in pain, biting her lips so hard a speck of crimson streaked down from them. [color=crimson]"That's—I see, but—Argh!"[/color] Victoire tried to say something, but the pain she was going through was excruciating enough to hinder her efforts.
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