"I will not be sick, but my limits in terms of the amount of magic I use and how fast I will naturally replenish it will be less. This can be remedied with medicine! In fact, I have an order of supplies on its way, directly from Hell." Abysa seems pleased with himself. Such a statement might be cause for worry from anyone else.
"In the meantime, of course... aha!" Abysa says as a long strip of cloth floats into Micolash's room. It appears to be a sash made with luxuriously soft and exotic fabric, dyed a deep teal-blue. Not that Micolash will see it, but Abysa promptly grabs it from the air as it floats close, and it loses its flying qualities.
"Feel this. This is one of my blindfolds, I made sure to call one that was of a very gentle material. And,though you cannot see, I expect it to be quite fetching on you." Abysa places the cloth on one of Micolash's hands. Go on! Feel how soft, yet a little silky, yet durable this 100% Hell-Made accessory is.
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"In the meantime, of course... aha!" Abysa says as a long strip of cloth floats into Micolash's room. It appears to be a sash made with luxuriously soft and exotic fabric, dyed a deep teal-blue. Not that Micolash will see it, but Abysa promptly grabs it from the air as it floats close, and it loses its flying qualities.
"Feel this. This is one of my blindfolds, I made sure to call one that was of a very gentle material. And,though you cannot see, I expect it to be quite fetching on you." Abysa places the cloth on one of Micolash's hands. Go on! Feel how soft, yet a little silky, yet durable this 100% Hell-Made accessory is.