“Stop squirming!” Lydia demanded as she closed in on Undine. The newly shaped water elental was currently busy reflexively avoiding a multitude of flying blades with a slightly panicked face. Lydia, the controller of said blades, was standing there with a rather large container. John just watched the whole scene unfold, with his arms crossed.
“You ssed up, so now you get cut,” Salamander shouted across the room.
“…Yes, I know,” Undine mumbled and forced herself to remain still. Lydia made it quick and cut a chunk of sli out of the water spirit’s torso’s right side, where the red, curving pattern served as a stark reminder of what had transpired a re half hour earlier.
Lydia dumped the sli in a container, and Undine stitched herself back together in a matter of seconds. Being liquid did have its perks. Once more, John looked at his ocean elental’s new form. She certainly was a lot more… curvaceous.
Her HP was up to high levels, but the red markings remained. No amount of regeneration would get rid of that scar, it seed. It didn’t inconvenience Undine in any way, but it was there and wouldn’t go anywhere.
The rest of her form had stabilized though. She was still much more primal looking than her old, dressed form, but she wasn’t dripping all over the place anymore. The malevolence had also burned from her eyes; they had even changed from red to a golden colour that was looking a lot more friendly.
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