The reference was to wraith-form. Raphael nodded at Miguel without comment, his own plans already taking shape. His arcane reserves had taken a beating, though, and the next fight would be serious. He needed to address the deficit first.
"While I recover a little, do you have any potions? Blue Blood, or anything else that restores arcane reserves. Owl's eye is useful too. Recovery potions I have."
Lv2 arcane reserves had always been a limiting factor, and the recent days of continuous activity had kept the moonlight energy particularly dry.
Miguel raised an eyebrow and opened the gilded wooden case, producing several test-tube-sized vials.
"I have some. I didn't bring much for this operation, I can spare part of what I have."
He set them on the table.
"Levitation potion. Lets you float briefly, fifteen seconds at most before it ends. Not much, but highly useful against a pureblood vampire. They can fly."
He moved to the next.
