[h2][center][u][b][color=0076a3]Léon Reverdin[/color][/b][/u][/center][/h2]
The remaining skeletons were dispatched by the party's mage, consumed in a fiery blast.  The battle finished, Léon pulled his hammer close and took a moment to assess himself.  Nothing appeared singed or burned, and he wasn't bleeding, so it looked like things were good.  It was good that they had a mage on hand, but he felt that was a little too close for comfort.

[i]I'd like a bit of a warning beforehand next time someone does that.  It's risky to use magic like that in enclosed spaces, and I can't protect against something that I don't know is coming.[/i]

He turned to the group's paladin, who appeared to be uninjured.  No surprise there, considering her equipment and training for dealing with these sorts of foes.

Thanks for the assist, sister," he thanked Nuri, bowing his head.  "I wouldn't have fared too well without your aid."  Indeed, it was clear that the cleric had gotten in over his head, putting himself in a situation that his fighting reflexes were not quite developed enough to handle.  He would need to be more careful in the future, because if something happened to him, the others might not be able to heal him, and he would not be able to heal them.  Speaking of which, this would be a good time to do his job as a healer and check up on the rest of the group.

"Is anybody injured?" he asked, turning to the rest of the group.  "Anyone bleeding or burned?"

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