AEanna picked herself up, her head spinning, stumbling slightly, and raised a tentative hand to her face. The flesh was puffy and split on the side where the Chaos Marine had hit her, and her lower jaw had cracked. Forming a mental image of what her intact face and the bone structure beneath it should look like, she began a restoration spell, golden light spilling across the damaged surface and restoring it to its flawless condition. She was interested to note that although several teeth had been knocked loose, the fang on that side was still rock solid.
How would we do that? She asked as she worked.