"Ah, well, something like that." He answered, shrugging. "There are special modifications done to my sword that allow me to undo the stability of spells. I can sever the connection between a warlock and the victim, for instance, or forcibly cut through a warlock's wards. It's less useful at undoing magics already in place in the mind."<br/><br/>"Well, from a precursory examination I'd say I have a nasty cut over my eye and likely a broken rib." He answered promptly, although he'd seemed to have little to no trouble moving around despite that. "I've had worse and I wouldn't even have that if I had been on my guard to begin with." He grumbled, disappointed in himself. "Connelly distracted me with some gunfire and the ghouls rushed me while I was distracted. Bloody cockroaches."<br/><br/>He pulled his chair over to her and shrugged a bit. "If you've got the training, I can hardly say no to being patched up. If my ribs settled better, I'll heal up much faster." The Warden didn't bother to mention that it would heal up in the next several hours regardless, thanks to certain perks he possessed.