Ice Beam? Must be something Humans can do he thought. Even if it did break anything he could most likely fix it. Sprocket was just glad that crate wasn’t broken by it or the crash. Walking back over to it this time he didn’t sit down.
“So in a few seconds then?”
After that he used to wrench to break that see through crate. The glowing orbs inside flying to the Lombax, seemingly being adsorbed by him. All the scraps, bruises, even the apparent limp in his leg healed up and vanished.
“T-that’s a lot better.”
Rebecca’s jaw had dropped.
“Wha- How in the…? A Potion? No… even those are temporary fixes… was… was that m… magic?”
She almost seemed reluctant to say the word itself. How peculiar.
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