I know I wasn't supposed to involve the Faeries, but I needed their help. After all, it wasn't like I could call upon the secretive Ingarans to offer some much-needed advice. No, there had to be a way to conduct this ritual without granting all these strangers the same abilities I had.
After a few attempts to call Gil, I noticed my communication bracelet wasn't flashing green as it was supposed to. It was a steady red and not working as advertised, so I took the thing off and bashed it against the wall a few times.
'Do you need some help with-'
I glared at the researcher. As if I'd let her anywhere near one of these. Still, pulverising it into submission wasn't working for me either.
Gil, I need your help.
What's wrong?
I-I didn't think that would work.
Your gift of insight is complex; there's a fine art to using it, but as a Guide, I've heard that you can control all communications.
