Atina looked up at the naked woman as soon as she had finished the last round of coughing up blood. Then she saw the woman begin to start weaving a spell. Holding up her hand, she said in a raspy voice, [b]"No more healing magic... please..."[/b] She shuddered and fought all the attempts to help her, from her guild mates, to this woman. She couldn't just sit there and be cared for. They had to get to Foxlin if they wanted to stop the Haze in time, or at least slow them down a bit.

Just then, she noticed that the woman and the floating man seemed to have a glow radiating from them--just as it had around Magnus. She forced herself onto her legs and put up a hand before she motioned for them all to be quiet. Taking off the box, she held it to the woman. [b]"Madame... would you be so kind as to open this for me?"[/b] She asked as kindly as she could in her annoyed and distraught state. She had no idea why they were suddenly running into all of these people that were potential candidates for the Tarot, but she wouldn't fight it if that's what Fate had in store for them. The thin layer of fabric that covered her left eye seemed to have an emerald glow behind it where her pupil would be, but it was hardly noticeable in the long-run. [b]"I believe that Fate meant for us to meet you here."[/b]