Anke frowned. "Her wounds are closed... I suspect this pain is mental, or spiritual. I... can try, though..." She murmured soothing words, washing the area in a calming effect, that seemed to lighten Nyrissa's cries of pain.<br/><br/>Several tense minutes would pass, with both sides on edge, before the sword - which was glowing steadily brighter and brighter, suddenly flared to a blinding degree - and vanished.<br/><br/>With a shuddering gasp, Nyrissa's eyes fluttered open. "Wh-- what have you<em>done?</em>" Nyrissa asked, in a tone both confused - and horrified.