An icy silence fell over the cave. Riftan's eyes glinted dangerously, and he grabbed his sword off the ground.
"Th-The rune only employs the principle of a troll's regenerative powers!" Ruth cried out, panicked. "There are no repercussions on the body! Its only adverse effect is the intolerable pain during the healing process."
Ignoring the frantic explanation, Riftan raised the blade smeared with viscid monster blood to Ruth's neck.
"What are you?"
"I-I'm just an average—"
"How does an average mage know how to cast a forbidden spell?"
The mage's forehead resembled a melting candle as he began to sweat profusely. Riftan ruthlessly backed him against the cave wall and continued to press for answers.
"What in the devil are the mages of Nornui doing in their tower? I can't believe they'd dare involve monsters in their magic. I can tell you now, the church will not take kindly to this. Is the Mage Tower begging to be excommunicated?"