Ven's hands burn a little like a tree branch, the thin outer layers of his skin peeling and frying the longer Alice holds them in the fire. The smell of burning flesh will invade her senses within moments, which — actually? Is apparently not that unpleasant, smelling more like a burnt pork roast than anything else. She'll catch a small whiff of sulfur as his fingernails are burnt off along with his flesh, but it's not nearly enough to turn her stomach. With the Library door locked and the secret entrance presumably closed behind her, she doesn't have to worry about anyone else detecting the smell.
The exact amount of damage done to his hands will depend on how long she holds them there, but. Yeah. The deed is done. Google has served us all well.]
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The expected happens.
Ven's hands burn a little like a tree branch, the thin outer layers of his skin peeling and frying the longer Alice holds them in the fire. The smell of burning flesh will invade her senses within moments, which — actually? Is apparently not that unpleasant, smelling more like a burnt pork roast than anything else. She'll catch a small whiff of sulfur as his fingernails are burnt off along with his flesh, but it's not nearly enough to turn her stomach. With the Library door locked and the secret entrance presumably closed behind her, she doesn't have to worry about anyone else detecting the smell.
The exact amount of damage done to his hands will depend on how long she holds them there, but. Yeah. The deed is done. Google has served us all well.]