However Giselle dealt with her severed arm, Aleksiya soon took it from her.

"You could have been more gentle with it," she remarked, eyeing Kordelia briefly. However, she did not press it any further. The manner in which her fellow lord gazed towards the corpse of the Bat King told her everything that she needed to know.

The ice she'd used to dull the pain of her grievous injury crumbled. Of course, it wasn't as if regenerating a new limb entering was impossible for her. But reattaching one that already existed would be far easier.

The small girl placed it against the stump. Muscular tissue stretched and knitted itself back together, holding the arm in place without needing her to do so on her own. Veins and tissues reconnected just as swiftly, as even the bone itself began to rejoin, growing back together just as the skin began to mend.

In a matter of seconds, there was not even a scar remaining, as Aleksiya flexed her fingers.

Unfortunately, the same could not be said of her damaged dress.

"We should return to the village," she asserted, content to allow Kordelia to mourn for her companion for the time being now that her arm was reattached, "I suspect they'll be in need of guidance, and only a complete idiot would abandon them." 

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