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Ciradyl had not been outside the walls of Kugane since its fall. A convincing double was left in her main estate, Chisaki was given temporary command of her network, and Hien had been informed of the various caches, safehouses, and secret passages she thought would he would need. She bore the same disguise as the raid on the prison, yellow eyes and blue hair that mirrored the sky. The Faye was admittedly distracted as they made their way along the river, breathing in the fresh air and enjoying Osprey's natural beauty. She realized how much she missed taking trips like this into the wilderness.

She had not seen a Blightbeast in person and would have been afraid if not for the other's bravery. Ciradyl found a nice place for herself in the backline with the other ranged fighters but preferred to shoot much farther back. It was this preference that got her talking with Eliane about firearms and their capabilities with particular enthusiasm. She took it upon herself to cook whenever they camped and time permitted, often wandering into the forest or high grass for fresh meat. It became a source of pride making their camp as comfortable as possible.

Ciradyl had shed her previous outfit for [url=https://i.pinimg.com/564x/d8/2d/44/d82d44f7f03de0c06a521f366a4e6b42.jpg]one[/url] acutely suited for the desert terrain ahead. The situation was amusing to watch, Valheim scrambling to flee from the beasts that had taken so many innocent lives. It was hard to discern which group was the actual monsters. Her demeanor quickly changed as the airships arrived with her attention not on the one picking up its comrades, but the one that lingered behind. A sharp chill raced up her spine as worm was torn apart and replaced with somethin far, far worse.

Izayoi's words barely registered as she caught a full look of the Revenant and questioned her choice to follow Team Kirin. Her mind was not allowed a second to consider it as the Eve assailed it with a torrent of ice. The monstrosity charged directly through and might have blitzed into the rest of them had Arton not threw himself against it. Her hope that he might hold the line vanished in the next few seconds as the Revenant batted himself after he was done playing. It was far too fast for her to get to her preferred distance without being in severe danger. Ciradyl rushed to Izayoi's side and pressed her palm against her back [color=B2FFC4]"A gift so that the sun may rise.."[/color] Her voice quickly hummed, bastardizng the words of an old folk song. Wind began to swirl around Izayoi's feet as a sensation similar to adrenaline rushed from the area Ciradyl was touching. Ciradyl only hoped it would give her enough speed to do what she does best.