"Nope. Gonna use a bone saw. And the vibrations are gonna make that hurt like a bitch," Kash explained in his usual gruff tone. He liked her, though. She asked good questions.

They had a pretty decent distance to walk to get to the clinic from here, so he figured it wouldn't hurt to give her something else to think about. "There's probably a spell that could take it off, but cleric spells aren't that subtle. They're more about brute force healing, turning back undead, buffing friends, and put down enemies and making them stay down."

He paused as they crossed over a large, flat bit of rock to get back to the parking lot on the way to the conference center, giving her a chance to catch up and balance again. "If you want a spell that can cut like a knife, you're looking at wizards, usually, or warlocks with enchanted blades. Speaking of both, if you see women who look like demons, red and pregnant or albino with a gold bow on her tail? They're not. Demons. They are spellcasters, and my family. Don't tangle with them or more than your foot's going to need healing."

Lots of words on his lips today. Must be practicing at being a father.