I was hoping it wasn't the case with your brother. My brother is the Phoenix. Killing the Phoenix would kill him. But from the sounds of it, Luca was blessed.

[ He sighs on 'blessed', the tone saying 'cursed'. He leans himself against a pole of the barn, studying the other animals in their stalls. Ambrosia warbles and coos nonsense to the chicks, and his eyes land on the cow. The hells is that. ]

I'm more than willing to find a way to 'untie' them, however, before finding a way to kill it. I would never hurt Luca.