"I-I can. Calypso, she.. she drew me out. The "real me", she called it. Her.. little dragon, she called me. Dragon.." [i]Niki murmured, before crawling over and praying above Clea's body. Whatever Calypso had done.. it had made the bаstard's magic stronger, as the wound began to visually close over time.[/i] "It'll take.. a while."