Following this ragtag bunch of misfits was easy, the red witch trailing behind the caped man, Sal, and Ghostface. Lagging behind them was Wadanohara herself and Chromeskull, the masked man that the witch had earlier taken an interest in. She only watched as Saitama and the others searched for clues, opening closets and containers and finding one note. Then the confusing set of switches that the others were toiling to solve, their frustrated expressions amusing the sea witch.
But she turned around as she felt Chromeskull's gaze on her, blinking up at him as he painfully made his way down the stairs. There was something strange about his movements, pain evident in them as he very nearly stumbled. As he showed her his message, Wadanohara blinked. She had not been a healer for centuries, her skills in it were no longer as vaunted as they had once been. However, knowledge was knowledge. In some dusty corner of the witch's mind, healing spells still lay unused, but not forgotten, leftovers of her days when the sea waters ran blue and not bloody red.
Still, she usually preferred to keep those who were hurting suffering, watch and listen to their expressions and exclamations of pain. Chromeskull, however, was not one of those who looked like he would be fun to torture. And seeing as she had already admitted he was interesting earlier, she eyed him with a slight grin.
"I don't know what to treat if you don't tell or show me, Chromeskull. But I know how to numb the pain enough that it wouldn't cause you to stumble like this." As she spoke she still followed the others, hearing Saitama's frustration at the puzzle that was laid out before him but ignoring him and Sal for the time being. Until it was solved, then she would follow behind them.
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