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[indent][indent][indent][color=gray][sub][right][color=E3485D][b]Location:[/b][/color] Ifrise Forest, Sovereignty of Dryadalis[/right][/sub][/color][hr]
[color=E3485D]“Yes. That is what I said.”[/color] The red-haired girl commented, trying to hold back the contempt in her voice.

Pythia considered the thought of going alone for a moment, though she wasn’t so foolish to think she could take on a renegade magi with this kind of power by herself. 

With her thumb pressed firm upon her sheathed blade’s hilt, Pythia started thinking about the woman’s suggestion to “trap” the enemy. A novel idea, but one that required something to trap a magi [i]with[/i]. Screeching in the forest likely wouldn’t be good enough, so what exactly was she proposing? Pythia wasn’t sure she knew considering the follow-up to the proposal was needing [i]time[/i] to come up with a plan. Pythia's eyes moved back to that of the blonde woman who gave off a bossy demeanor. The woman who had sort of corralled the ineffective group together.

[color=E3485D]“With our connection to magic renewed, we could probably start picking up on any ambient energy. Try to track the strongest sense to the source. This is assuming people here are capable of detecting magic beyond their own innate ability to use it.”[/color]

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