Jazdia was ready to shoot another arrow when wounded Asevor managed to make a sudden turn toward the same building he was escaping from and took shelter there. 

Undrawing her bow in sheer displeasure, Jazdia darted for the door leading to the floor below, almost like skidding down the stairs. Once she get in there, the elf glanced at Solomon who seemed to be busying himself with perusing the box containing the prince. 

[color=ec008c]"I will not try to poke that thing if I were you, especially not when that wizard is still around." [/color]

Standing in the doorway leading to the second floor, Jazdia's eyes flickered for a brief while before giving another assessment. 

[color=ec008c]"So that's why he is still here,"[/color] she muttered. [color=ec008c]"It is very likely the runes that regulate the enchantment was programmed with a safety measure. If you see that green-colored rune surrounded by yellow or blue it means the trigger was designed to pick up the wizard's final energy before triggering itself to live. Or simply trigger itself when it can no longer detect Asevor's energy." [/color] the elf shook her head. [color=ec008c]"No, that would require a constant effort to emit your own mana into the air, it was never a practical method. A tether? I don't see the lines. Must be my first guess, but I don't have time to nerd it out."[/color]
      

[color=ec008c]"Let's leave the Prince for now. Asevor is right under our feet. On the first floor of this building. If we want to subdue him alive, I would need your restraining spell."
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