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Where the hell am I? Is there anything around here that I could use to dull this b!&~@?

Right here wee man!

Greetings, honoured ghost!

Salutations, brave insectoid!

Whoa there, absolutely not! No way am I getting into a fight with that piece of gutter trash on your head. I’m fine with healing you, but not if it’s going to help someone attached to her!

"No ch...ch...ch...chattering Osto."

No talking? Gotcha.

"You sh...sh...shoot fireballs?"

No, but if any hit us, I’ll put you back together. Don’t suppose you are any good with your fists?

Can we slip you on Radik's neck; kinda like as to heal his brain?"

Hmm, perhaps. Brain corruptions are not my specialty, unless maybe he has contracted a venereal disease?

Aso snatches them and tries them on.

The golden bands shrink to fit Aso as he slips them over his forearms.

"Perfect fit!"

Thank you for the timely rescue new friends! You seem injured. If you slip me onto your wrists, I’d be happy to cleanse and repair your wounds, so we can get back into the thick of combat all the quicker.