Aeternus looked at Lunaris as he was being healed. It actually would turn out to be a pretty easy healing scenario, all things considered - most of the cuts were shallow near-misses from bullets. The wings would take the longest time, having taken direct hits from numerous machine-gun caliber bullets, but a lot of it was the connecting skin and only a few hit the wing bones and muscles.
"The anti-magic mainly got rid of my secondary mind-split trick. And it doesn't actually stop me from making gates and barriers, it only erodes them, especially if I'm passive about maintaining them. I just... the machine moved way faster than I was expecting, and even I can only think so fast."
Aeternus chuckled.
"Oh, the irony... in an attempt to diversify my talents, it turns out I have the weakest grip on my core focus out of the entire pantheon. Mortals, and beings like Ahrakas, might not think so, but it seems single-minded focus better suits a dragon god."
He looked a bit shameful.
"Whose... was the mind-split trick, originally? Was it Nysir, the goddess of mischief? Was it you, Cerebrus? Or... was this skill the property of Marendar, the late God of Echoes? I could see Universe learning to body-split as a part of light refraction, but not a full consciousness separation like I was attempting."
Aeternus glanced at Ahrakas.
"I do think Shagohod should be moved off the station given Formosa's... fragile cultural state. Can you have your people see if there's a barren research planet they could put this on?"