The entire surface of her body covered by an aura of blue, Siel kneels down next to Tralkor wordlessly, placing a hand on a fairly uninjured part of the ogre and relishing the feeling of his suffering for a moment before expelling it from her body, driving grief and sorrow into his wounds, where it sows the damaged flesh back together under the magical command of the fey.

I will tend to him. Siel says after a moment, as the healing energy works under her observation.

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