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Kite was stoic while she called him mad, as well as a flea, but he was not about to allow her to trap him with void magic. Although there were many spells he still could not preform, he was aware of their existance, and he was prepared to stop her if he could. He brought and a hand up to block his eyes, just in case, but immediately began coughing as the smog encased him.

'Oh hell. She went with a low level spell like this? How droll. She's no fun at all.'

Kite crawled forward, keeping his eyes shut to avoid the smog getting into his eyes and affecting his vision. Eventually, the cloud disapperated on its own. He slowly opened his eyes. Right in front of him, a set of footprints in the dust leading into the labrynth. Kite grinned.

"Seems the gods smile on me today; So you still have a flea on your back."

He said as he stood and followed the trail. He wasn't concerned about catching up; Tracking her to where she was going was fine.
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