[Audible separation of skin and flesh beneath doesn't sicken Takasugi. He watches the man work in carnage with a completely impassible countenance, not fascinated by the tangled network of veins.
His attention is captured by the magic, seemingly endless in its potential. And how that awe inspiring technique clashes with the doctor's recognition that not all can be saved.]
Can't revive the dead yet? [Coy, he looks up from the work nearing completion to look at the man performing the procedure.] To the healers who can, I wonder what a lost cause looks like. [He hasn't seen a revival first hand, but the Natha are capable of it, though they haven't shared their methods.]
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His attention is captured by the magic, seemingly endless in its potential. And how that awe inspiring technique clashes with the doctor's recognition that not all can be saved.]
Can't revive the dead yet? [Coy, he looks up from the work nearing completion to look at the man performing the procedure.] To the healers who can, I wonder what a lost cause looks like. [He hasn't seen a revival first hand, but the Natha are capable of it, though they haven't shared their methods.]