[Maniacal_Moon]

Dalea was soon lying on the couch, wrapped in bandages. She had a grimace on her face as the man wouldn't let her use her magic to heal. The man sat in a chair across the room, a steak held over his left eye. He grinned, seeing her in pain. She'd repayed her debt and now would have a few scars from it. Considering that she would hea naturally, not with help from her magic.