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[img]https://fontmeme.com/permalink/180515/97caacbceeb199a2a729638f0625a511.png[/img][hr][/center][indent]Abram kept silent as he watched Claire in action. She was good, really good. Her morphing and acting abilities were on point, and she played the guard pretty well for having only touched him just once. Once the two guards were out of distance and corners away, Abram grinned widely. [color=3A5057]"I think letting you lead is better for the both of us."[/color]

He chuckled playfully as they neared a single door at the end of a hallway. Going with his gut, Abram assumed it was to the storage as he slipped his hands out of the loosely tied ropes. Once inside he was relieved that there were no other guards around, meaning that whoever took them didn't have too many henchmen as he thought lying around. [color=3A5057]"Let's see if we can find our wands."[/color]

Rushing to a table on his left, he looked around the messy table filled with tools and knickknacks, along with plans and blueprints of the hotel they were staying in. [color=3A5057]"You were right... Someone knew we were going to be there."[/color]

A mixture of fear and anxiety began creeping from his toes as he looked at the things on the table, almost forgetting about finding his wand. [color=3A5057]"We might be in over our heads."[/color][/indent]