[@CollectorOfMyst], [@Majoras End]

"You almost seem... worried." The Harbinger's low voice added to the ambiance that followed the wake of the exchange, looking over both the apparent young mage and the silent girl who drew her weapon. The great sabertoothed tensed none in response to either of these outcomes, not that it was disassociated from them but rather that it knew better than to be too forward in its challenges. After all, the rules of this place seemed to change like the chaos of just earlier; from one moment a place of learning then to a jungle, across an expanse and then into this ruin.

With a blink of its ferine, vibrant golden eyes it then continued in turn, "For the most part the threat seems to have passed."