[h3]Grant Vale -- Crocus Streets[/h3] Grant would have started tracking Mithera and the others by simply asking if they had seen her. Most people didn't think twice  about why Grant was asking for her and simply pointed out where they had seen her last. Anything remotely like a dragon wasn't exactly forgettable, was it? He had managed to follow along a few streets they had gone down, never actually seeing them, before almost no one in the crowd had seen where they had gone. Eventually, no one at all had seen them.

Grant finally decided that it was likely that the group had just taken a long route back to Phoenix Wing to throw of pursuers as well as return Mithera to her rightful place, and Grant was starting off in that direction when he barely brushed against an individual he had barely noticed. He was about to dismiss the thought when he realized he couldn't remember anything about what the man had looked like, and he turned back around. He couldn't pick out which one was the man in question, and so he started off back in the direction he had just come from, looking for the person he couldn't remember anything about. They were clearly using magic to mask themselves, and if they weren't one of the ones Grant was looking for then he wanted to at least know who they were and how they did what they did.

It took a good five minutes, and he had been about to give up, when Grant finally spotted him again, entering a women's clothing store. That was, odd, to say the least, but Grant was proud that he had managed to catch a glimpse of the man, and he quickly found a spot near-ish to the door where he could watch it without being particularly peculiar. When the Man came out, whomever they were, Grant would be ready to grab them and find out who the heck they were, as well as how to hide himself like they did if they weren't anyone he should be worried about. A number of people noticed him since he was a contender in the games, but didn't bother him.

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