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You’ll catch up with them in a jiff, you begin, giving your <span class="mu-s">CLICKER</span> a few of its namesakes based off of the instructions Joji gave you, you wanna check in with Oti and Toppel before hitting the skies!
“Euch. The Odd Couple, huh?”
TT and Lutza approach just in time for the former to land a well-timed barb. Yea, you nod, they’re pretty much the best chance you have against Trier right now. Aside from <span class="mu-r">YOU-KNOW-WHO</span>, of course.
Something stirs beneath the folds of your shattered psyche like a dog waking up to its food bowl being filled.
<span class="mu-r">”Eh? Huh? Cripes, Tex, what the Hells did that dead-eyed creep stick you with?”</span>
Doesn’t matter, you reply curtly. TT, Volka, Morook, Rez: Joji should touch down in the back soon–you mind telling him what the new situation is?
“<span class="mu-i">GLADLY</span>!” TT chirps, “The sooner we leave this crazy town, the better!”
“A-AND ON AN <span class="mu-i">AIRSHIP</span>, TOO!” Squeals the Skog as she and her half-brother exchange a high-five! “ALL <span class="mu-i">ABOARD!</span>”
“Tch… it’s just <span class="mu-i">flying</span>...” Grumbles Rezzie, trying not to smirk as Volka slaps her some palm too!
Anyone see those kooky conjurers, you idly ask as the rest of the gang prepares for departure! Last you checked, Oti was looming over the concert like a hawk with a grudge!
“They should be able to find you if you return to the roof.” Morook suggests with a shrug. “Just listen for the <span class="mu-i">bickering</span>.”
Good point and well-made! Leaving your entourage to their own devices, you return the way you came and ride the <span class="mu-s">SCENDOVATOR</span> back up to the top of the lodge! True to his word, it doesn’t take long for you to locate the caster couple–even in the brisk pre-dawn breeze you can hear the two arguing long before you spot them!
“You’re toying with forces you cannot even <span class="mu-i">begin</span> to comprehend!” Oti snarls at a clearly-incensed Toppel while Obber watches from the sidelines like a child witnessing their parents fighting!
“I comprehend them just <span class="mu-i">fine!</span>” The witch counters! “If that twit fails, who do you think The Archmage’ll come after next, hmm? We need a <span class="mu-i">definitive</span> victory! No half-measures!”
“The Archmage is the <span class="mu-i">least</span> of your concerns.”
“What’s <span class="mu-s">THAT</span> supposed to mean!?”
“Unknown risks… which is precisely what you’ll be adding if you…” The mage’s glowing emerald eyes fall upon you as you approach. “You’re late.”
He didn’t exactly give you a timeframe, you retort! And what’s this about risks!? Your question earns a groan out of Oti and a triumphant laugh out of Toppel!
“Merely the newest product of my <span class="mu-i">vast</span>, incalculable intellect!” Cackles the witch with a mischievous glint in her eyes! “My <span class="mu-i">colleague</span> believes otherwise.”
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