Many of the caves are dangerous, and frankly, Esther is quite tired of it. They've seen gembound around taking chunks of white, puffy fungus off of the walls and plants before. Surely they must be removing whatever is causing all of this harm? Esther's come to investigate themselves.

What do you know, it's everywhere. Esther must be right, then. What to do about it, though? Would their fire cause too much damage? Scowling, they turn around as they feel a press on their back. But it's nothing - just corruption.

They like their magic, but really, sometimes this gets annoying. Whatever. What to do about this? They wonder if Vargas is having his members get rid of it. Maybe they'll go ask another time.

They let their magic get up and going, and a spark turns into flames among the fungus. Yes, this will work. The deep purple, cold flames slowly turn the danger to ash.

Esther lived here at one point, so seeing the fungus taking over is particularly painful. Something they don't know Sprig and them have in common. Well, Esther did try to burn the forest down at one point. Maybe it was good they left, even if it resulted in a brain that doesn't quite work right due to corruption.

"I am Esther. Yes, I came to purge this area of the fungus."

Esther didn't realize all of this was common knowledge, but news spreads fast in the caves. They shouldn't be surprised.

"There is a scary amount of it, all over." Though they're sure Sprig knows this already.

They let Sprig take care of that spot on his own, they're not sure what causes it to infect a body. But Esther is sure the lion knows what he is doing, at least... It seems that way. So they move to a different area with another patch, not particularly worried about starting a fire here. Really, Esther is considering burning the whole place down to purge the whole area of it, and then put it out with their other spell. It would be so fast, so easy. Corruption is a worry though, and the hate that would probably come from burning an entire cave full of nature. (Esther would probably try to do it if they knew fire is good for nature.)

Eyes on a white patch, Esther scowls. Why is it everywhere? Pitiful, really, that they have to go through such ways to bring others to them.

They pull from their magic, only to pull too much and ignite their own body. Fur patches on their back, and neck, burst into dark, purple flames. It hurts! It really does, but having known this magic all their life, Esther is familiar with the pain. They've learned to mostly ignore it. Perhaps the adrenaline from the corrupted magic itself.

They hiss, and rub against a rock to try and put it out, not really familiar with the whole, well. Stop drop and roll.