Upon seeing what was inside the package, Sakimi gasped.
"It's Cinnabar."
"What?" Typhon exclaimed.
"I'm telling you: it's not vases. Cinnabar is inside! And she looks like she's sleeping. Maybe she was drugged or put under a spell."
"Then, these guys are kidnappers."
"Yeah. I'm breaking her out right now."
"Dammit," Scoundrel said, slowing the carriage to a stop. He had overheard the conversation. "I knew we shouldn't have hired random people off the streets."
"Sakimi!" Typhon yelled.
"Right!"
Sakimi aimed her staff at the box and yelled, "Arcane Missile!"
The spell struck the wood but didn't do any damage.
"There's a protection spell on it!" Sakimi said.
"Then use something stronger!"
"But I might hurt Cinnabar!"
Scoundrel leaped from his seat lunged at Sakimi and Typhon with a knife, forcing them off the wagon.
"I'm in a hurry, so I would appreciate it if you both would just die."
