Surreal gave him what was probably a puzzled look for a moment before she understood what he was saying. "I'm Blood, a witch. We bleed and break bones, we get sick," she replied with a shrug. "We have healers, but they can't fix everything. Starvation, violence, disease, we can die just like humans."

"But we have magic, and more temper than sense sometimes, especially the males." Her grin was slightly unrepentant. "Which is why I want to learn how to patch up afterwards. More powers, more boom. More boom, more blood."