Skullius, Elita, Beyrmir and Silrat exited the room. Theurien seemed to need time alone with Stylla.
"Heartwarming," Elita remarked.
"Is it?" Skullius asked, turning to her. "I wish I at least didn't have to make Stylla look like MY daughter. It feels like I'm forcing them both to remember that I'm the one to thank or something."
Elita raised a brow.
"Was there an alternative? If I had to guess, you ripped off one of your own limbs and somehow formed a whole body out of it, right?"
Skullius sighed.
"Yeah. I used the principle behind one of my skills: the one that made me look like a 'normal' human being back then. I forged a bunch of fake organs and all. They should feel real to her at least."
Elita nodded.
"Impressive. Thankfully, she doesn't look half as fake as you did back then."
Skullius smirked.
He had looked rather weird back in those days. Each upgrade that [Flesh It Like You Mean It] went through allowed him to have a more convincing Discount Human body.
