[Pen looks around, hand tightening reflexively on the hilt of her knife. Her armor creaks softly as the leather gloves grip the metal, but she holds silent for a moment after Zaveid asks the question.
Then it comes again, prompting a nod.]
Yeah. Definitely. Let's go that way, I think. Our magic guide hasn't led us astray yet.
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Then it comes again, prompting a nod.]
Yeah. Definitely. Let's go that way, I think. Our magic guide hasn't led us astray yet.