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[b][u]The Academy of the Arts - Northern Sector (Performance Hall)[/u][/b]

Ah. If there was one thing you could always count on the boss being able to do, it was make a grand entrance. He turned the practice into a fine art.

Heh. How ironic.

He chose to say nothing, instead simply glancing around at the others in the room. They all seemed to be giving up, which... well, he wasn't expecting. He always thought Guilders were stubborn and hard-headed and self-rightious... his ex-wife certainly was. Was the boss' plan just that good?

Whatever. "Hey, boss," he waved a little sheepishly from his cage. "Sorry I got caught out."

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[b][u]???[/u][/b]

"Can you... huff... track him? With your radar thing?"

"...If he's close enough, yeah. Whatever his... his trick is, it doesn't affect my magic."

"...Good. I... hack... I need you to be my eyes and ears then."

Moira and Syed sprinted down right after the thief pair, huffing and puffing as the air tore at their lungs. Moira especially wasn't in a particularly good state, staggering on occassion as she ran after them. Amy's last spell had done the trick, just about. But the cuts from the glass stung, her ankle hurt like hell, and her skin under her armour burned a little. However.

She was [i]not[/i] going to let them go again. Especially not the big man. He had pissed her off [i]personally[/i]. A pathetic, snivelling coward. The worst kind of person. And since he had the brat on his back, it meant she could see where he was just fine. It would have been nice if Syed would just shoot them down, but thanks to the brat he was refusing. Fantastic.

She didn't care. She was going to stop them. Even if it meant destroying the building around them to do so. She was not going to allow them to get what they wanted.

Fuck them all.

"Where the fuck do you think you're going, you piece of [i]shit?![/i]"