[center][img]https://i.imgur.com/RQaJfun.png[/img][h1][b][color=B22222]C L A R A[/color][/b][/h1][hr][b][color=gray]IFRISE FOREST — SOVEREIGNTY OF DRYADALIS[/color][/b][/center][hr]
For the minute Clara had her back turned away, Zestasia had actually gone and roasted the krovar corpse. Of course, she didn't say anything. [i]How[/i] could she even respond to that? Clara figured the boy wasn't as intelligent as most, but after what he'd just pulled, she feared he was a lot worse than she'd previously thought.

But there were more important things to worry about than a not-so-smart kid putting bad things into his mouth when he shouldn't. Just when the group looked like they had a decent plan in the works, all it took was the red head's reluctance to take them back to square one. Her reasoning was understandable, but it was still frustrating to hear her rejection. Most of the group may have been hurt, but in terms of magic abilities alone, they seemed plenty capable of protecting Pythia as Etoile said. But frustration would get her nowhere, she didn't have the time to get picky with some random kid she'd just met.

[b]"[color=B22222]I mean, I can sense magic just fine. But finding a specific source? This forest is [i]huge[/i], can we even do something like that?[/color]"[/b] She turned towards Pythia. [b]"[color=B22222]Unless you'd like to do the honours, since you suggested it.[/color]"[/b]