"Found you."
And with the simple sentence, emerged a mystical pentagram amidst the reticence of the void. The haunting darkness now seemed to lurk to the corners of the sewers, giving way to the dim, ominous light from the magic circle.
There stood a silhouette, a shadow.
"Faustina." It says with a hauntingly echoing voice. "I found you at last."
"Kid," says Owen. "Get behind me."
Faustina did so. She did not bring her staff—not that she knows how to use it. The staff was her medium of magic and its gem was not yet lit, nor the intricate lines showing the mana. It would not be useful. She only knows basic spells that demand minimum mana—which will be only used to the academy's entrance exam. She did learn about spells that were aimed to attack—but incantations meant to harm were under the restriction code of the Court, and therefore, forbidden to be used by those who have no magician license or the Graduates of Magierstadt.
