"She should be safe to move. I've seen Lita's magic goo fix worse than a stab.  Unless that was a poison blade. In that case she'll die a horrible, painful death." Remarked Sebastain.<br/><br/>The halfling girl mumble her last, strangely familiar words, then died.<br/><br/>"Yeah, just like that." Said the familiar casually, pointing at the now lifeless body. Lita tossed her familiar a angry glare (which caused the weasel to hide behind Lerissa's neck) and stood up to scan the crowd for anyone who might be suspicious.