The group then returned back outside, after meeting up with a couple of other branded ones that were too late to arrive in time for their little game, since the entrance to the arena was blocked when the game was going on. They were going to share the meat of the armadillos they just killed with the hungry people outside. Thanks to the box, they could carry all those meat easily.

The crowd wasn't really that pleased however, with them saying how the meat wasn't enough for all of them. Illia could certainly see their point. There were a lot of them after all.

Suddenly, Mable's speech was interrupted by another earthquake. However, the tremor clearly came from the wall. And the tremor seemed to create an unnaturally rectangular hole in the wall. A torrent of water then came out of said wall. It wasn't finished however, as the ground soon changed as well, creating a depression for the water to go through.

A river was now with them.

"Earth and Water magic..." Illia mumbled to herself. She then walked to where the river was and used her force magic to grab a decently sized ball of water from it, bringing it close to her face.

"...It doesn't seem to be contaminated by anything. This is really pure water, most likely from a spring."

Illia was familiar with the procedure of manipulating the lay of the land to help with areas plagued with drought. Something like this could be done by high-ranking mages. 

Illia then drank the water, sipping the bubble as it floated near her mouth, before returning to talk with the others.

The water was indeed delicious.

The meeting enlightened their current problems. First, they need food. Sooner or later, they would run out of food and things would get ugly. If she were a plant mage, she would probably be able to grow some fruit for some sustenance, but eating just fruit would be unhealthy for everyone involved. There was also the talk that this was some kind of game. She didn't know about that. There was still a lot of things they didn't know in order to draw that conclusion. And then she heard the girl named Lizaveta talking about herself being a clone created and designed to be in combat in such a young age. It reminded her of the homonculus, the ultimate mark of the knowledge of a magi. Artificial human created with magic. Creating one was hard enough, but to modify them purposefully to transcend the limits of a normal human, that would require an immense attention to detail and a long, long time to create. The magic tools to create them were incredibly hard to make and they would break after the first usage.

Her opinion on the matter? She didn't like the whole thing. She knew how to make one but she never attempted to do so, even in her long 300 years life. There wasn't an official ban on making them however. It was just her personal opinion after all. She didn't like the concept of creating sapient life just to serve you.

However, her thoughts were soon interrupted by Kriv, the winged lizard man, as he asked the group for assistance to build his shelter.

"I will help," she answered with a smile. "Using my force magic, it should be quite easy to do."