Kalysto seemed relieved as Seferia only yelped. She wasn’t trying to bite his head off and he heard no crunching sounds as the wing moved – those things more or less confirming his suspicions that it wasn’t broken. “You saw what it was. It was Essence of the Sunwell. It’s liquid magic in one of it’s most pure and true forms. But surely you sensed that already?”
He turned to Seferia and nodded before he waved towards his house. “Follow me.” He stated simply. “We’re going to my house now.”