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''This is...'' Thibault pinched his lips, filled with unmasked confusion.
''A little slime who, through rather unusual circumstances, came into my care.''
Usha did what she always does upon coming face to face with a stranger: a long, locked stare of awe.
''I'm asking for your help, Mysir Thibault, because this little one can consume magic.''
The total disbelief on his face is reasonable. Nothing alive should be able to simply consume such forces.
<span class="mu-i">Yet...</span>
''I know.'' You continue. ''You can test my words right away with a weak spell.''
''I... perish the thought of doubting your sincerity, milady....'' He's looking mighty uncomfortable despite the emotional dilution of Focus.
''I understand.'' You bridge the distance enough for you to bring the fascinated Usha close enough to touch. ''See for yourself.''
He takes a moment to look you in the eyes, his green gaze showing the doubts he doesn't want to voice. Soon enough, he conjures a spell out of his extended index, a tiny tongue of flame with a barely perceptible heat that coils in the air with his will. Usha senses her meal and extends her hands (instead of the usual stumps) forward, emitting her cute chirping ''uwas'' that has Thibault look to you for guidance. You nod for him to continue.
''She's not at all intimidated by the heat. Granted, I've done my best to limit it, but a baby should have a different reaction...'' He observes and, finally, allows his spell to inch forward, into Usha's mouth.
The same phenomenon you've seen with the other forces occurs. Thibault's weak spell of fire coalesced into slimy solidity, growing a darker shade of orange as it spread into Usha's blue belly. Her pink core travels like a fish toward this newly made material and starts consuming it.
''I'm feeling a strange pull...'' He whispers, observing this consumption with clinical fascination. ''...Not exactly a foreign will, more instinctive, coming from me. It-she's consuming from my reserve, Father's Eye, she really is consuming my magic...''
Long minutes stretch on as you settle for the long haul. Thibault seems to forget your presence as he observes and helps Usha consume her fill. He doesn't try to increase the intensity of his spell. This bout of feeding for your little <span class="mu-i">friend</span> goes well, although she seems to consume far more than usual.
''I think she's done.'' The young man says, peeling himself away from the baby slime as she crawls away from his continuous magical flame.
Usha promptly enters her digestive daze, looking at nothing in particular as her core slowly but surely consumes the remnants of magic inside her belly.
''Quite unbelievable, isn't it?'' You try your best not to sound awkward.
''I'm still tempted to disbelieve what I've seen and experienced.'' He chuckled as he dispelled the powerful orange glow out of him, his body and veins returning to a normal organic look.
