"...I must admit, I had no idea Succubi posessed this kind of ability.", noted the sculptress, rolling her shoulder, clenching her first before her eyes as she admired the effects of Liv's regenerating mana. That insistent soreness all over her body was all but gone now, and even some of the magic power from her own outfit had been recovered.
Indeed, the succubus could do nothing about the fabric, nor was she too interested in Alisa covering more skin... But some of her regenerating magic certainly seeped into the armor as well, for Alisa felt how some of it's power had undeniably returned. The greatest change obviously took place in her own body as that demonic power flooded her and warmed her from in the inside out, until all but the faintest hints of aching pretty much vanished altogether. The demon slayer had well and truly recovered, ironically at the hands of yet another demon... Go figure:
"Welllll, I wouldn't go as far as saying all of us can~", noted the succubus, almost attempting to sound humble about it if not for her confident smirk as she wiggled her finger. Though she looked visibly out of breath from the effort of healing the sculptress, chest heaving up and down with every panting breath, visibly trickles of sweat trailing down the rather striking red hues of her cheeks, she looked utterly satisfied with her efforts.
"I suppose I should thank you for your assistance. But now if you'll excuse me... I have a demon to go kill.", the way Alisa saw it, however, the deal had been simple; Liv would help her in exchange for her willingness to hunt her captor.
Or so she assumed as she turned around, and flipped her long, flowing dark hair behind her, marching deeper into the caverns as she planned to make full use of the information she'd acquired...