[It is late, and cold, and Syrlya hates to admit he's gotten turned around but... he's gotten turned around. At least along finding his way back he can collect mana stones, though he's mostly accumulating them in his pouch.
The flash of purple hair makes him stop, staring before approaching.] Is that you, Malice?
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The flash of purple hair makes him stop, staring before approaching.] Is that you, Malice?