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[color=FFC6C6][u]Level[/u]: [b]7[/b] - [u]Total EXP[/u]: 78/70[/color] [color=2e2c2c]------[/color] [color=BC8DBF][u]Level[/u]: [b]4[/b] - [u]Total EXP[/u]: 31/40[/color]
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[color=lightgray]Word Count: 671 (+1 exp)
[b]Location[/b]: Sandswept Sky[/color]
[hider=Therion Level Up x2!][b]New Power: Energy Thief[/b]. A vampiric-like melee attack that enables Therion to steal HP or SP/mana from his target and transfer it to himself. Can steal up to 50% of damage dealt in HP, or up to 5% of damage dealt in SP/mana.

[b]New Power: Share Energy[/b]. A power that enables Therion to bestow up to 50% of his own SP/mana to an ally.
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The various explanations about the world in general for the benefit of the newly freed went on a little longer. Primrose wondered if they shouldn't draw up some kind of pamphlet to hand out at this point. She listened in, planning to fill in any blanks for her fellow Traveler later. For his part Therion made sure to absorb all of the information being told to him, though he rolled his eyes when Midna classified him as a mercenary after his question.

[color=BC8DBF]"Har har,"[/color] he grumbled at the imp. He was no sell sword... well, he wasn't [i]before[/i]. But if he was to be traveling around helping the Seekers, whether by utilizing his thieving skills or otherwise, he only thought it fair to get some compensation for it. He wasn't the kind of person that would just do things out of the goodness of his heart, or so he liked to convince himself. As Midna went on, Therion didn't seem happy with her answer that a princess was bank rolling the adventure. It cut a little too close to home and his deal with Cordelia Ravus. Even so he made a vague gesture of agreement in Tora's direction as the nopon described all the horrific things they'd dealt with just that [i]day.[/i] Though he would take dungeon delving over nothing if there were some shiny things to procure, having gained some experience with it over the last couple of months traveling in Orsterra. Before the whole universe combination thing had happened. He didn't care much about being branded a criminal or whatever the large rabbit earred lady was going on about considering his profession, but he did note that Primrose had a frown on her at that news. [i]No going back to that spa then, at least from that entrance,[/i] she thought sadly.

There was, apparently, an actual mercenary among the groups newest additions in the form of the cyborg ninja. Therion gave Raiden a once over and ultimately looked away without formally introducing himself, still a bit miffed he'd been unwittingly fooled by Raiden's disguise. Besides, he hadn't actually introduced himself to the other Seekers either, Primrose had done it for him. She did no such thing now though. The dancer had taken her own seat in the shade, petting an ice antillion in order to keep it from wandering too far from her. With Raiden's introduction she nodded her head to him in greeting. [color=D34C25]"My name is Primrose,"[/color] she said simply. [color=D34C25]"Glad to have you."[/color] Given that she was sitting in the sand overheated, sweaty, and tired she didn't bother to turn on the charm for the cyborg, but she did offer him something of a smile. 

She turned away as everyone else said their greetings. Drawing her knees up to her chest, Primrose folded her hands atop them and rested her head on her arms. Physically she was all healed up, but while still fatigued Primrose decided to conserve as much energy as possible and wait out the time by people watching. She could tell that Therion, who lay not far off, was just as exhausted as she was. Maybe even more so. He was stretched out trying to look like he didn't have a care in the world, but the tight line of his posture said otherwise. She turned her attention to the Phantom Thieves where they sat in a loose circle with Necronomicon overhead. Not that anyone needed more heat, but it did warm her heart to see. Once everyone got a good rest she'd have to follow up with Panther a little. 

Most of the others were still in various states of dozing and recovering after the battle, or in the case of poor Raz stewing innards. Her eyes quickly moved on from the boy and trailed over to Tharja, and she wondered what the woman would do now. Big Band struck up a tune for Tharja's sake, and the dancer was content to listen to it until their allies came to pick them up.