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[color=9f9f9f]Akaia peered down into the pit, noting the wayward thralls and the entrance at the far end. Erik's accidental bars fell on the Sidhe's distracted ears as she began laying out a path for her to take. Unfortunately for her, the way forward was difficult to see. She was without her cloak, which forced her to move slower while camouflaged and was not ideal when surrounded by enemies moving faster than she was. To make matters worse, the path ahead led into what looked like a cave. The more confined space was not ideal for Licorice and so, he would have to be left behind. Another part of her removed in what was currently the theme of her life. She was without her staff, had no Cloak or Cherise and in a few minutes, would be without Licorice. In so short a time, Akaia suddenly found herself back to where she had been years before when she was alone. The only difference now was that this time, she wasn't alone. There were people depending on her. This time, there were strangers depending on her too.

Akaia pressed her middle and index finger into her palm, leaving her thumb, pointer and pinky fingers pointed out. With the palm turned toward the ground, she pushed her hand forward while slowly raising her arm. The sign she was making glided upwards and away from her as if it were flying away. When she was done signing, Licorice's head bobbed up and down and then he took off into the sky.

With Licorice now safely above them, Akaia began preparations to enter the pit. She flipped the vents in her mask and began expelling pollen into the air around her while unsheathing the knife she'd borrowed from the armory. It was flipped over in the palm of her hand again and again as she began to vanish into thin air.

[color=bca346]"Kill?"[/color] A phantom voice asked Eric in a whisper.

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