[h2]Miina Malina[/h2]

Now properly dressed for battle – that is, clothing that could accommodate some armour without looking ridiculous, and more importantly [i]having a hat[/i] – the Mystral slunk along at the rear of the group, almost coming to a complete stop in the prison. [i]This[/i] close to meeting up, and she had to go into the bowels of the cathedral rather than follow the trail? Mm… well, there probably wasn't [i]much[/i] of one at this point, especially if he'd done a proper disappearing trick after recovering anything that had been confiscated.

But there was no time to stand here thinking about how this had happened [i]again[/i], and instead she hastened to keep up as they trundled ever deeper.

Miina had no idea what she was expecting here, but [i]fish lizard men[/i] leaping out of the rivers wasn't it. But it [i]was[/i] very nice of them, to her, to be all… wet. It made them a [i]much[/i] easier target for what was about to come – if they [i]were[/i] intelligent, maybe they would have stayed in the water and let them past?

"Thundara," the redhead's voice was quiet, but the spell itself [i]wasn't,[/i] in the confined space. Hmm, that was something she hadn't really thought about, was it? Still, electricity and such invitingly wet targets… it was nice watching it jump. That should thing things out a little for the frontline fighters.