There was something decidedly anticlimactic about the exorcism- something Dawn was more than grateful for. She’d prefer “quick and quiet” over “slow and explosive” any day. As soon as she was sure that there was no trace of the spirit lingering in its host, her eyes cleared of the fog that had swallowed them, and she straightened up somewhat.

[color=#848482]“There. Hopefully there, um, won’t be any more possessions any time soon.”[/color] She turned to Isaiah with a smile, although it quickly became more...apologetic, than anything. Tired. [color=#848482]“I...can see somewhat, yes. Believe me, I’d, ah, turn it off if I could. I’ve...heard a lot of things that I wish I hadn’t.”[/color] Dawn didn’t say any more on the subject. As much as telepathy could benefit her in her line of work, it was just as much of a curse as it was a blessing, sometimes, and that was that.

She adjusted her hat. [color=#848482]“Well. I’ve heard that spirits tend to be stronger in some places more than others. More, um. Condensed. That might be the reason why you hadn’t run into them before.”[/color] Dawn paused, then laughed a little. [color=#848482]“Of course, I’m not an expert, so it could be something completely different. It’s, ah, interesting to theorize, though, I think.”[/color[

And then the ground began to shake.

And the horns kicked in.

And then an elephant burst into the clearing, carrying a rather smug looking rider upon its back. The two were followed by an entire parade of guards, slaves, and...Dawn blinked. Save for the slaves, it was almost a complete recreation of a scene from [i]Aladdin[/i]. It would’ve been comical, if not for the fact that he was still followed by slaves, and that the whole show and dance put several people at risk before Dawn could even move to help.

[color=#848482]“Charming,”[/color] Dawn murmured. She was completely unimpressed by the whole situation, but as the salt-wielder from before planted his staff and sent an illusion sweeping across the field, turning prince to peasant, she gave a quiet little chuckle. She’d have to give the illusionist responsible her compliments when she could.

[color=#848482]“I, ah, get the feeling that it’s only going to get [i]more[/i] interesting from here, to be honest.”[/color]

[@Prosaic][@The One]