Piper Hatfield - Ms. One Shot
She only lowered her gun after Cassandra had vanished. So it seemed that this demon was still Xavier, and thus still a comrade. Granted he was a stupid boy, but not the enemy.
"Tch," she spat out, propping her shotgun on her shoulder. So they had a half-demon among them. While it seemed that Xavier was in control of himself, Piper kept a mental note to keep an eye on him. Her gaze then went to Nigel, who suggested they assist Gwen and Sable find the source of the illusion.
"No shit we should be doing that," Piper barked.
"And that pig isn't going to help the stripper find anything. You should be able to track it down yourself if you're any bit useful so we won't be waiting on idiots." Now she held her weapon in both hands, the anger in her eyes being somewhat diminished by determination.
"Let's go find the fucker and tear him a new one." She turned away and was about to start walking, assuming a random direction in order to get searching, before she stopped.
Piper turned to face Nigel, but instead she looked behind him.
"The hell is this?" Pink flower petals, cherry blossoms to be precise, were floating in the air above Augustine Town. The blossoms spread across the sky, gently falling down to the ground. Piper held her hand out and let one land in it, proving that it was harmless. Her confusion was evident by looking at her face.
"Nigel, is this another illusion?" she asked, though it sounded more like an order than a question.
Hana Oshiro - The Last Samurai
Before she had much of a chance to get information from the guild masters, Hana found herself being teleported. The world around her changed and she found herself in Augustine Town, alongside her guildmates and a few others. Rather quickly she recognized Black Mamba.
"Mamba-san," she greeted, giving the mysterious wizard a polite wave.
"It's been a while." While she had a friendly smile, it began to vanish when she sniffed the cinnamon smell.
Her face began to contort in horror. It looked almost as if Hana was about to scream. But rather surprisingly, she simply let out a quiet sneeze. She rubbed her nose while listening to Black Mamba start to explain the situation. Hana was able to pick up the rest on her own.
"I understand what's going on here," she said slowly, regaining her composure from her previous sneeze.
"Someone is making that scent and we need to find them..."Without any warning, Hana lifted her hands into the air with her palms to the sky. Wind began picking up around her as she released some of her magic power. The gust may have whipped loose clothes and long hair around for those nearby, but it only made her own pink hair temporarily defy gravity. From her feet began spawning cherry blossoms, many thousands of them being flung into the sky by the gust of power. Within seconds a literal cloud of blossoms was formed in the sky.
Once completed, Hana lowered her arms and the wind died down. As well, the cloud of blossoms began to thin out and disperse over Augustine Town, the multitudes of petals slowly descending to the earth.
"I can find them," Hana finally explained, after the fact rather than before. She looked over to Black Mamba and then to her guildmates.
"I can feel where my blossoms are and the world around them... In a few seconds I'll know where everything is in this city... Including the person casting the cinnamon spell." As if on queue, Hana suddenly perked up and faced away from her comrades.
"Harpy's Wing and Vyper Bolt mages are here too," she noted, now feeling the presence of the other group on the other side of Augustine.
"So this is where everyone went..." The pink-haired samurai looked toward Mamba now.
"Should we regroup with them or... wait..." Hana remained motionless for a moment as she concentrated.
"North..." The young woman turned to face the direction. She held out her left hand and a white magic circle appeared.
In her hand appeared a long spear, which she gripped with only her left.
"The source is in the North part of the town," Hana elaborated, her expression noticeably more stern than people would recognize. She held the spear vertically and rested the bottom of the pole on the ground.
"I don't think I can help much with any barrier... so I think I should go after the bad guy..." Hana looked back to her teammates now.
"The scary thing is that I don't sense very many living things here... so this can be dangerous. If you guys are worried, stick with Mamba and you'll be just fine." With that as her suggestion, the Last Samurai lifted her spear and began running down the street, a blur of pink barely visible to the human eye as she homed in on the evil presence.