Don't believe in no-win scenarios

"Nonsense, you struck well. Every man in Tamriel wishes he could have done as you just did." Felix isn't going to let Jim put himself down, not now when the mage is so very grateful they came through this first part almost unscathed.

"Yeah, I... didn't think one so lowly could use spells like that." He checks the bottle in his hands, trying to stifle the guilt that crosses his face.

"Perhaps you were mistaken about the rank of the creature you summoned," Stratos comments. "It would explain why your wards were unprepared for it."

"Mm. Perhaps." His brother might be trying to comfort him, but Felix isn't in the mood to discuss it right now. He offers Jim the bottle. "Two swallows, and that should bring down the pain and swelling before it gets worse."