"So we took stuff. In my opinion, we should just blow it up." Skylar said after listening to the voice from the house. "I mean if anyone here can do that. Fire is really not my department." He clutched the bag tightly in his arms. Worse comes to worse he could try and seal it as best as he could and hope it was enough. Times like these made him wish he'd suffer through combat magic. It just made him too sick.

Now they just had to find Raven and Ivan. At night. In the fog. In the woods. This night certainly wasn't getting any better.