[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]
Perhaps it was Clara's lack of exposure to fellow magi in her time, but she had never seen a magi do things like Pythia before. 

Clara had always been quite sensitive to the ether in the earth, even more so when she actually concentrated. But total concentration only got her so far, especially with such little formal tutoring. She may have had the basics of three spells ingrained into her memory, but when it came to real fighting experience, Clara was nothing in comparison to the rest of the group.

Placing her palms against the soil, Clara fully opened her senses to the forest's ether. Immediately she felt the world start to spin, and with a sharp wince she raised her hand away from the earth. It was far too much to handle, and just imagining how it would feel to be in the dark magi's presence when they were found made her stomach flip.

Before the group set off, Clara took one final look around. Despite all the injuries that had been sustained, the earlier battle made it clear to Clara that she was with people who wouldn't go down so easily. It gave her a sliver of hope that their next pleasant stroll through the forest would be a lot easier to manage. And thank the gods they actually knew which way to go this time.

[b]"[color=B22222]I suppose it's your turn to lead, little one,[/color]"[/b] Clara spoke, adjusting her shawl and bag. She looked towards the brothers and then back at Pythia with laughing eyes. [b]"[color=B22222]But if we ever do run out of daylight, we can just have sunny boy lead the charge again instead.[/color]"[/b]