Chuckling at the words of the neko girl, Daichi made his way over to her, reaching out to pet her soft ears. "You're far from useless..." he said. "You caused several major injuries to the dragon... it just takes a lot of them building up to cause much effect, most of the time. Unless you get lucky and hit a vital organ, I suppose... but those tend to be rather deep in their hide. An ordinary bow wouldn't be able to reach one... though that one you picked up can probably pierce deep enough."
The arrows soon faded away into nothingness, making Daichi wondered why the kunoichi had decided to collect them in the first place. He released his polearm as well, which also faded away, and the knight laughed somewhat, feeling a bit of pain in his lungs as he did so. "I suppose you have a point..." he remarked. "I don't have any life threatening injuries, so some healing magic should work fine. But we could both use some rest to recover our energy."
Though he wasn't a master of healing magic, he knew enough Restoration to take care of minor injuries, but the problem came from using too much magic too quickly... and one of the best cures for that was rest. Along with.. other things, he thought as he gazed over the beautiful body of the neko girl. "The bow was more useful than you realize... as are you. Not many can face a dragon and survive..."
Chuckling at her words, he wrapped an arm around her and pulled her close, pressing his lips to hers and kissing her deeply. "We can rest in a bit... but first we have something else to take care of. Preferrably without a stinky dragon around." He placed a beacon to mark the treasure for recovery by someone who knew how to handle it, as the dragon's greed had corrupted much of the gold and silver with dark magic, and it would need to be melted in a purifying flame and re-minted before the coins could safely be used as currency.
Wrapping his arm around the kunoichi's waist, he incanted, "Sehlek wyogale, trelk." The spell warped the world around them, teleporting the two of them out of the dragon lair and into a freshwater stream that the samurai had spotted on the outskirts of the village, likely where the women of the village had done their laundry back when they were alive. "Like you said, we need a bath," he explained to her as his armor faded away and he began to slide his hands up her smooth thighs, stroking her tail and kissing her neck.
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