(@Glyphseeker, it's Nightwing's paw there :3 I actually drew it at 'life size', so two inches on that picture are two inches on the paper, and I can confirm, he's really small and cute<img alt=":lol:" src="./images/smilies/icon_lol.gif" title="Laughing"/>)<br/><br/>Nightwing nods and reminds her of the spell, carefully outlining what she should do. "I'm going to go over there for a second to assist that dragon. You just cast the spell to the best of your ability, and I'll step in if it goes wrong. Don't worry about the wrong thing happening, either. That's impossible with a spell, contrary to popular belief, since you have to say the right words while picturing what you want to happen." He steps away for a second, and then walks over to Penelope. "Allow me to slow that wound back down for you again," he tells her, placing a paw gently on her forehead and casting his own spell on her to reduce her heartrate and bloodflow to just one beat per minute. Her blood seems to flow in slow motion. "I'll fetch my mate after this, she will be able to heal you properly."<br/><br/>A few more trees are yanked up nearby, and then Ben would see a shadow fall over him as Glade's great pink paw descends towards him. It was now or never...