[right][h3]Wisp[/h3]Sheila Hopkins

[i]Streets of Denver[/i][/right][hr]

Wisp returned to her mission of saving as many people as possible. She noted how Behemoth was taking a pounding somewhere in the background, but she was staying far away from him. Occasionally on foot, occasionally carried by Persist, she reported on the locations of wounded people with her perfect sight all around her, and-

[color=97d5e6]‘BACK!’[/color] Wisp suddenly yelled at Persist where she had been carried in the air. Persist sharply broke his speed, and Wisp pointed towards beside a building. It was a bit out of the way (or other people would have seen the interaction), but she had just seen…! 

Wisp and Persist landed by Pester. She stared down at him stunned. Her former boyfriend, or more accurately now, her ally as Creep… Along with Salem, it meant both her true allies had been wounded. However-!

[color=97d5e6]‘This wasn’t done by Behemoth,’[/color] Wisp stated, shaking. She used this as an excuse to explain why Wisp would be so startled by seeing an injured Pester.

[color=slateblue]‘Oh, darn,’[/color] Persist said, alarmed by this.

[color=97d5e6]‘Carry him back, and inform the rest. I’ll-’[/color] Wisp’s voice was temporarily caught in her throat. [color=97d5e6]‘I’ll continue on my own from here,’[/color] she eventually told.

[color=slateblue]‘Got it, leave him to me. I’ll get into contact with you later,’[/color] Persist said, grabbing Pester to carry him to the medical areas. He flew off, leaving Wisp standing there…

… That. It was something she could do. Traitors of the truce. It was a threat Wisp could deal with. Far closer to her level. Wisp removed herself from reality, curving light around her so she could no longer be seen. Now, she was back in her element. No more trying to flinch around an unopposable threat she stood no chance against. This was just common human scum, the kind she knew and the kind she had followed to their lairs commonly enough. Now, it was a little bare on evidence around here, but she alone could catch them in the act with her invisibility.

Wisp dashed, invisible, looking for any sort of clue, hint of where the perpetrators had gone. She’d search the area, giving the in and out of buildings brief look-overs as she dashed, allowing her perfect sight to take in everything that happened around her. She still reported if she found any wounded, but now she was on a hunt. She wanted to track down whoever did this to her ally, whatever it took…!

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