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Lorath sighed. It seemed a more pleasant response than what he really wanted to do, which was point and laugh followed by an "I told you so," but he was able to restrain himself from that.
"Sure, go ahead and take care of her," Lorath replied to Bas as the druid went running off. He made a mental note of the missing purple cactus, and the roots which were oddly the same size as human limbs. It seemed unlikely, but it was possible that someone might have been trailing them in the guise of a cactus. Or, and this was much more likely, his eyes were playing tricks on him.
Regardless of the nature of the cactus, it looked like his suggestion was the one they were going to end up following and would have been better off following from the start, and not for the first time. There's no way they would be able to get Anne up that cliff now, at least not without some assistance from his magic, and even the odds with that were slim. While he waited for them to admit the inevitability of him being right he cast an Armor spell on himself, in case the bandits were branching off to the path he was taking or the purple cacti were hostile.
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