[Right][H2][color=#CA9BF7]Fia Blackfire[/color][/H2][/right]
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	Fia let out a small sigh. Arcan seemed to be set in his ways. That was to be expected by such an entity beyond several decades old. But further more, though Fia had confidence that the group as a whole could restrain him, it would not be without loss on their side. Fia only knew him for the moment and it was enough to gauge how much power he had. Especially if being angry was enough to shake the vault.
	“Oh my. He has certainly left a sour taste in your mouth, hasn’t he, darling? It doesn’t sound very miko like to me.” said Fia. She said these words in a way not to provoke the young miko, instead to encourage her resolve. “You asked before if I would aid you, well, I’ll defer to your decision in this manner. I don’t particularly care about the condition of that room. I only suggested it because I assumed you might want to still purify it. Seeing as you’re in no mood, I’ll only go as far as help our dear masked knight with his investigation.”
	“All that said, lets not linger too long. A quick peak and then we should go. Djinn, especially ancient djinn, are quite powerful in their domains. As you can imagine, this vault belongs to Arcan’s.”