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what the... i can't hear anything.

all i hear is an annoying ringing noise... oof, i feel like i'm being rag-dolled around by something.

am i dead? surely not, right? that was a pretty lame way to die...

ugh, now i feel like raw steak is being slapped on my face.

...wait—

"ahh!!"

jolting awake, laios immediately sat up and looked around frantically, touching his face.

"what the- where am i... wha-"

"laios! thank goodness you woke up. what happened here?!"

laios looks to his left, surprised to see his party members. senshi was holding a piece of wet cabbage.

'...was that the thing that was slapping me?'

marcille suddenly shook him by his shoulders, snapping him out of his thoughts and reminding him of the current situation at hand.

"laios?!"

"ah, right! where's [name]?!"

marcille visibly froze at that, and her face contorted into a look of shock.

"what do you mean by that?"

"[name]... she..."

laios held his head, releasing a breath which prompted senshi to place his hand on marcille's arm.

"missy, let him recover first. i'm sure he's still in shock."

marcille backs away at that, but her gaze on laios remained serious.

"this place is a mess..."

chilchuck says, standing not too far from them as he held his bow and arrow, looking around the room that was now filled with spikes protruding from the floor.

"this is no doubt the cause of a magic spell. this is one of those types that are used in war..."

marcille says, her eyes narrowed at the spikes that are twice their size.

"who is [name]?"

senshi asked curiously, and marcille frowns while looking down at the ground, her hands that are resting on her lap now clutched onto the fabric of her pants.

"she's one of our missing party members... and if what laios said was true, then i guess we found her earlier than expected."

"does that mean she caused this?"

"no, that's unlikely."

chilchuck was the one to answer this time, turning to the three of them.

"she was very vocal about not knowing how to cast spells ever since we first met. right, marcille?"

the elf girl rubbed her arm, looking hesitant.

"that's right... but [name] was also a very exceptional mage. i don't know how to explain it, but i feel like she knew things that i didn't. the head mage of the school i attended was very insistent on having her as a student after all."

the corner of chilchuck's lips quirked down, and he rubs his nape.

"so what you're trying to say is she's been capable of casting spells this whole time? then what was all that crap about only having knowledge in alchemy for?"