| *Muxitani seems to be in some sort of altered state of consciousness, not letting on that he's been listening at all. He appears almost as a smooth gray statue as he searches the winds for the flows of magic. Slowly a blue light begins to well up in his abdomen as the two vertical lips of his mouth slowly widen. With a series of convulsions he coughs with an echoing wheeze as a small moth glowing with blue light is expelled from his body.*
"Dammit! Second time this week..."
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