After being restored by Granted Restoration, Kintar cleared her throat and donned a bright grin once again. It would have staggered the average human how many times she'd been killed by Skullius…today.
"I wish I could have been a father back in the day," Sila said longingly, and he leaned against the rightmost wall in the hall. His body of pristine, tightly bound vines, slightly aglow, made every pose he made seem majestic. The generous locks of hair on his head glowing pale gold, like his stubble, matched the fierce orange of his eyes. "To think a skeleton beat me to it."
"A skeleton with flesh, you mean?" said Skullius and he conjured himself a chair with [Evil Darkness]. "Now that you have a body of your own, after all this is done, you can find yourself a woman and settle."
Sila stroked his chin, a smile growing on his face.
"Yes, yes, you're right. There's more that this body can do other than fighting."
Kintar scoffed.
