Lizair smiled at the young man's excitement. "Altair, you are welcome to touch them and swing them around. Somewhere around here is a training dummy, though I can't quite recall where it went. Serana, could you perhaps show him?" He stepped back, sitting down in a chair as he released the blade.
The greatsword pulsed for an instant, then transformed into a tall, dragonic-looking woman. She nodded silently to Liz, then walked over to Altair. "Alright, let me see where he left the target." She started fiddling with a pair of gems on the wall, and after a moment a humanoid figure made of light materialized near the weapons. "Feel free to use any weapons here, just be careful not to break them. As much as Lizair is unconcerned with their condition, someone has to be sensible around here."
Liz rolled his eyes at Serana's words. "Soulbound weapons, huh?" He looked at Ezio for a moment, considering the man's words. "Sphinx healers could be helpful, I suppose. The problem is the dark energy of the demons seeped into the injuries, and it resists the power of holy light that tries to make them heal. I don't know if a Sphinx could get around that issue, but..." he shrugged, not really acting concerned, "could be worth a try."
Liz held out his hand in front of Giri, taking a deep breath and letting his power flow. It was a simple scan of her injuries, trying to get a sense for what was actually wrong, but he recoiled slightly after a moment when his hand suddenly felt hot. "Demons above and below, that's going to be an issue. What I can only assume is Jakroth's power has infested her wounds. Similar to how the demonic power's in mine, actually. Before I can try to fix anything, we need to extract it. Otherwise anything I regrow will simply burn again."
The greatsword pulsed for an instant, then transformed into a tall, dragonic-looking woman. She nodded silently to Liz, then walked over to Altair. "Alright, let me see where he left the target." She started fiddling with a pair of gems on the wall, and after a moment a humanoid figure made of light materialized near the weapons. "Feel free to use any weapons here, just be careful not to break them. As much as Lizair is unconcerned with their condition, someone has to be sensible around here."
Liz rolled his eyes at Serana's words. "Soulbound weapons, huh?" He looked at Ezio for a moment, considering the man's words. "Sphinx healers could be helpful, I suppose. The problem is the dark energy of the demons seeped into the injuries, and it resists the power of holy light that tries to make them heal. I don't know if a Sphinx could get around that issue, but..." he shrugged, not really acting concerned, "could be worth a try."
Liz held out his hand in front of Giri, taking a deep breath and letting his power flow. It was a simple scan of her injuries, trying to get a sense for what was actually wrong, but he recoiled slightly after a moment when his hand suddenly felt hot. "Demons above and below, that's going to be an issue. What I can only assume is Jakroth's power has infested her wounds. Similar to how the demonic power's in mine, actually. Before I can try to fix anything, we need to extract it. Otherwise anything I regrow will simply burn again."
