Chapter 13: Back To The GUILD
As the group dusted themselves off and prepared to head back into town, Tobias suddenly turned to Zayn and muttered a single word.
"Clean."
Before Zayn could even react, a translucent, shimmering bubble of magic enveloped him.
It felt like standing in the middle of a warm breeze — except instead of drying sweat, it scrubbed him clean.
The blood that had soaked into his clothes, the grime smeared across his face, even the uncomfortable dampness in his boots — it all vanished in seconds.
When the bubble popped, he stared down at himself.
His torn clothes still looked like he had wrestled a werewolf (which, technically, he had), but other than that, he felt fresh.
Zayn blinked. "Huh?"
Kara smirked. "First dungeon, first time getting hit with Clean. Big day for you, huh?"
Of course, most of the people in the castle were already adventurers then there were some like him who hadn't had any experience.
Zayn narrowed his eyes. "I don't like how casually you say that, as if this is normal."