"You stood there and did nothing when my sister was hurt and cried." Lith snarled. You didn't say a word when my- when Great Mage Solus Verhen, your superior in the Association, was treated like a common criminal and you even lent your mages to the army to help them to banish her.
"After everything she's done for this filthy city! She had promised you that the Verhen household would have never helped Ne'sra again, yet here we are again. Putting our lives on the line for your sorry ass.
"And how did you repay her kindness?" Another squeeze made their necks crack and a healing spell fixed them before the wound became lethal. "You hid like a rat while we fought.
"You didn't bother checking on our condition until you made sure it was safe for you to come out from your hole. When you saw me wounded and Solus missing, you didn't treat me nor did you even bother asking me about her.
"Once again, Palaar, you sat back and let this moron take charge. I don't know if you're using him as a strawman to further your own agenda or if he has you in his pocket and honestly, I don't care."
A flick of Lith's arm made the fingers of the Head Healer twist like a drill in a motion that spread from tip to knuckle. Then, it reached the wrist and from there moved along the arm until the humerus.
The bones cracked and then shattered into small fragments that would have burst every single blood vessel if not for a healing spell smoothing their edges. A second spell put the bone fragments together in the form of a rough, single jointless block.
Palaar's cry of pain as her hands broke down was heart wrenching but it was nothing compared to the shriek she emitted once she realized what had happened. She could still feel the sun on her skin and the weight of her arms, but they were paralyzed.
There was no pain anymore, but they moved as if someone had swapped her arms with a wooden stick covered in meat. They swung from the shoulder socket and that was it.
"What did you do?" She tried and failed to cast even the simplest diagnostic spell, Vinire Rad Tu.
"As you said, I can't kill you since you did nothing. Yet I'm your superior and you've let me down one time too many. I have decided that if you aren't going to use your magic when necessary, I might as well take it away." Lith smiled at her, speaking with a soft tone.
"Have your arms looked at by whoever you want. I allow it. Only a rejuvenator can fix them, and I know all two of them. I'll make sure they'll treat you the same way you treated Solus."
"As for you, dear Captain." Lith grabbed Neforce by the neck and used Body Sculpting to make his ears pointy, turn his teeth into fangs, and cove his body into thick fur.
"Since you hate beasts so much, you'll live until the end of your days as one." Lith pressed his thumb on the Captain's forehead, leaving a rune that marked him for other healers as someone unworthy of any treatment except for those necessary to save his life.
"I don't know how many you have left, though." Lith shrugged. "Great Mage Solus Verhen did report your behavior back then and now I'm going to make another. After all, you guided those men against me.
"They were under your command and yours is the responsibility of what happened. I will leave it to the Royals to decide whether it's better to let you have a long life in shame or a short, painful one.
"Either way you are done with the army." A snap of Lith's fingers made the captain's insignia fall, demoting Neforce to a private.
Neforce conjured a small mirror of ice in front of himself, screaming in horror at the abomination he had become. He pulled out the hair from his cheeks, making his skin bleed, but soon pain and desperation overcame him.
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