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[h2][color=silver]Ferrin Astra[/color][/h2]

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[h3]Tenrou Team - The Magi's story: Shadow of the Past
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The young wizard's anger extinguished like a candle before a breeze as put-off exhaustion piled on his shoulders and dragged at his words. [color=silver]"Yeah yeah, enough bringing up the past."[/color] He sighed, waving his metal hand. [color=silver]"There's too much going on at the present to worry about the future."[/color] He followed Mavis' gaze as it turned sad. [color=silver]"Well, strategist, what will be our next move?"[/color]

[color=f6989d]"I have a request of you, Ferrin. I need you to free me from this existence... I fear this island is no longer home."[/color] 

[color=silver]"Huh?"[/color] He blinked. [color=silver]"...huh."[/color] He said again after a pause. [color=silver]"If you would elaborate, that would be nice. Now, I am not one to jump to conclusions, but your phrasing could use some work."[/color]

Meanwhile, the masked woman had seemingly lost interest and wandered off, walking around from mage to mage. She spent nearly a full minute studying each small group intensely, before soundlessly passing them by. Through this, she said not a word, nor made a sound. Even her footsteps were so faint that few would hear them. However, when she reached the shore, she noticed the water in large area was steaming. More that that, she recalled seeing a big geyser over here earlier. She felt two sources of magic coming from below the surface. Was someone down there? This wasn't the time to take a swim. 

She reached out to the darkness, and it answered her like a loyal companion. She drew from the darkness of the deep, from the shadows cast by the rocks beneath the island, and from her own. She swung her arms back and long tendrils of inky blackness extended from her sleeves. Then she cast them forward. They responded to her movement, lengthening and shooting beneath the waves. Seconds later, two girls popped out of the water, caught like fish on a hook. Despite the light emitted by one, and the fire by the other, the shadows grasping about the waist them kept their strength, though weakened. The two mages were reeled in by the darkness to be gently deposited in the sand at the feet of the shadow mage. 

She regarded her catch. One seemed all right, if a little waterlogged. Some weak flames still danced from the Red One's form, turning the ocean water to steam. She bent over the girl and stretched out her hands, gathering shadows in them, the darkness stretching out from her sleeves. Her shadow rotated unnaturally to envelope the burning mage. The flames dimmed and appeared to be sucked downward, into the shadow. In seconds, the last of the flames were gone. She released the magic and stepped back. Then she just stood there, watching the both of them.