Rei positioned herself in front of one of the targets, holding her arm parallel to the ground. She breathed in and out very slowly. She had deigned to do some target practice. On some level, this practice was mechanical; getting out some of her pent up energy was a good thing for her. She tried to ignore the tingling in her back as she held her hand poised and summoned her magic to her. She felt the mana stir from her core, flowing from her center outwards into her limbs. It formed a small, glowing orb in her palm before configuring into the faint shape of a fire arm. She let off the blast, destroying the target and sending the pieces scattering everywhere. The pieces that fell on the ground were alit, causing a small fire around the rest of the targets.
She decided to knock off a few more, breathing out again. This was faintly calming, and helped spread her focus from the issue at hand. That Basilio.... she had interviewed him, perhaps not personally but she hoped he was telling the truth. She was not concerned with Elena or Oberon--and that new face Tacitus more than likely could hold his own. It was the new soldiers, however, the ones that barely knew how to hold a blade. How to shoot a bow. If that man had relayed even the slightest bit of false information, they potentially were walking into a trap.... but maybe paranoia was not the best emotion right now. She had other things to focus on.
She lowered her arms, turning her back on the targets that she had completely decimated. She let her hair down, letting it fall loosely against her back. Now that they were gone, she had a little bit of room to breathe. And a little bit more time to.... hm. She whistled faintly, a bit of a chirp--and she heard rustling from over her shoulder. Fi silently fell into step beside her, looking up at Rei with her mismatched eyes.
"How may I serve you, Mistress?" The voice was so quiet, barely even a whisper. Rei glanced down at her with a bit of a smile.
"We find ourselves with some alone time, Fi. I need you to start casting your nets." Fi nodded quickly and in the blink of an eye, had backed away from Rei and into the shadows. She always appreciated that kind of efficiency, it was a rare quality. The spymaster moved back towards camp, finding it now much emptier than before. The lone tent of the deserter off in the distance. The murmurs of the few soldiers that remained, sitting around their campfires. It was almost peaceful. The perfect set up for what she needed...
Maybe it was better Elena was not here. She was certain the princess would not approve. But safety before comfort. Rei sighed as she tended to one of the fires. Oh well, it was time to get to work.