Seeing the change made him feel indescribably good inside. They were still red and raw-it looked like she’d been hit by pepper spray, or something-but the bulk of her eyes had been fully restored. “I get a chill in my spine anytime I feel my… feet… fall upon a surface.”Įlenore looked to him, and his eyes fell upon hers. We’ll get you some footwear once we get outside-one of the two mages has some to spare, maybe.” He adjusted his arm slightly and she moved nervously. You might be my lackey, but you have lackeys of your own. Indeed, pink-the new flesh was like a newborn’s, markedly different from the leg just above it. She wore cloth pants for travel, and he could barely see her pink feet. “You didn’t have the foresight to bring boots?” Elenore asked Argrave as she leaned on his arm.Īrgrave looked down at Elenore, smiling with bitter patience.
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