"This is strange."
It is, Grimoire agrees, sounding confused.
The tiny patch of taint spans no more than two feet, and purifying it takes no time or energy at all. It's so light, in fact, that I almost second-guessed what I was feeling when we tracked it down.
After days and days of corruption spreading faster than I can purify it, there's suddenly… nothing?
Why?
In normal circumstances, I'd be relieved. But there's something strange about all of this as it is, and I don't like not knowing what's going on.
"Grim, how far could I scan if I really pushed myself? With your help, I mean."
Grimoire hesitates, his fox eyes narrowing as he looks up at me. It's not wise to open yourself up that widely, Ava. The wider the search, the less control you have over your magic. And the more likely someone will be to sense it, even with my guidance.
