[Just like that she's gone in a flash. He wishes one of the others were here, someone more talented with magic than him. All he can guess is that she teleports somehow. Whatever spell that is he wishes he knew it.
Conall just stays where he is, readying himself for a signal or whatever she plans. It occurs to him that maybe they should have talked about this a little more. Too late now.]
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Conall just stays where he is, readying himself for a signal or whatever she plans. It occurs to him that maybe they should have talked about this a little more. Too late now.]