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VAI The huntress "Mm, something like that." Vai nodded. A warrior indeed, though not one by choice. And not a soldier, certainly. She thought Devrum would find it quite entertaining, to be considered a cog in an army. Certainly he'd scoff at it, though. Smiling at his thanks, she shrugged her shoulders and bent closer to try and inject more healing energy into his burns. "It's what the infirmary is for, don't be silly," she said softly, though a soft frown had made it across her face as she worked. Eventually Vervain stepped back, the glow fading from her fingers, Deimos's shoulder still scorched and reddened. "Do you have magic?" she asked, reminded briefly of an encounter with Edrei in the Rathskeller. The girl had life drain magic, and Vai hadn't been able to heal her either.