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Cormik, under the alias of Kilroy, walked around the city looking for the same phenomenons as from the machine he found in the alleyway. That was his mission. Ziab needed to find who set up such devices. He also sensed someone else. Another one of their own. Cormik frowned. Murfy... Cormik disliked that clown. He was always acting on his own, and he never really knew what that man was ever thinking. If he was at all. He shook his head, and attempted to contact Ziab. Can you hear me, o winged one? He moved to an alley, so no one would see him. A constant tab, I know unto me is upon. He watched over the crowd. Listen well, an odd story to tell. Machines of pure light, halt the dark well. At least eight there are, scattered here and there. And what of you? How do you fare? He sat silently, listening to see if Ziab would respond.

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Nagare had made it back to the base, noticing Cid making it back by himself. "Hey Cid. Where's the new guy? I thought he was with you?"

Cid looked back and responded. "What? Am I the kid's baby sitter now?" He entered the base. Nagare stood there, not sure how to respond to that, but he shrugged as he entered. Before he did, he sees a shadow on the ground. Looking up, he spots a raven flying overhead.