[ Hm. Well, that's one way to do it. After Juvia knocks out the tooth, Koltira reaches forward, his eyes narrowed. A whip of dark energy bursts from his open palm, lashing around the tooth, adjusting itself to fit the thing's shape. Koltira flicks his wrist and the line of shadows quivers, snapping back like a boomerang, tooth in tow.
He nods to Juvia as he gets his hands on the prize, a clear expression of gratitude on his face. Speech remains a problem, so he jabs a thumb at the surface. Going up? ]
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He nods to Juvia as he gets his hands on the prize, a clear expression of gratitude on his face. Speech remains a problem, so he jabs a thumb at the surface. Going up? ]