#//MISS CELICA HIIII WHAT A PLEASANT SURPRISE :pleading:

[nabataprophet]

It was not the first time that Celica had seen dark magic used, she had certainly encountered — and endured — her fair share of dark magic. However, the battle yesterday had been the first time she had seen it used so close, and by an ally. It had been surprising when the reserved manner of the girl had made way for the terrifying power that she had used to defend their unit.

Waiting for the small gathering of friends and allies to disperse from concerned check-ups with the cloaked mage, Celica finally found a moment to approach.

"Apologies, but I would like to thank you for your efforts during the battle. Had you not been there, we surely would have been overrun from the rear and felled."

"My name is Celica, from Valentia." She gave a small curtsy. "And you are?"

The girl with hair like flames returns to Sophia's field of vision. Under the light of day, the color is much softer, a more subdued hue than the fires that had emblazoned off in the distance. It's a less intense color than a shade of red that lives fondly in her memories, but still comforting in its own right.

"No..." Sophia shakes her head. "It was your quick thinking... that saved us. If you hadn't suggested... using that thing to cross the river... we wouldn't have made it in time. If we tried to cross as is..."

We might not be here, is the implication.

She curtsies back, but it looks much more clumsy, speaking to the action being unfamiliar.

"Celica... My name... Sophia. I am... a priestess... from the Nabata Desert."