[His expression eases in relief as Jing Yuan relents, and as the general lowers to a seat, Solomon follows suit.]

You say that when you and I both know you "consider" a great deal more than most, Jing Yuan.

[Others have already touched on the healing, and all the better for it, so Solomon's magic works to unweave the blood from Jing Yuan's clothing. One less discomfort to worry about as they speak.]

I'm hearing whispers of transformation magic. Were you just dealing with an aftermath, or was it a weapon used against the whole of you?