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         Jyana's words began to sink in for Dumah. He had trained in magic for so long now and the thought of doing more just to prepare was a somewhat troubling prospect for him. In the course of this, he began to worry how much of himself would be left when this whole ordeal was going to be at an end.

As she left him standing there in the wind, a small flame still lightly dancing in his palm. He looked out from the large hillside and breathed a deep sigh as the wind began to pick up more and the feeling of water starting to trickle on his head foreshadowed the oncoming rain.

The tell tale sizzle of water striking his open flame and evaporating into nothingness.

His eyes looked down to see that while he stood in that place, a small patch of juvenile flowers were nuzzled up against his legs. A part of him would miss such a close relationship to nature, but another part of him would revel in the strength he would gain from such endeavors.

He left the final decision to be done later, for now.
For now he just followed his new friend inside and hope for a good nights rest at the end of things to come.