Aurora woke up the next morning with a headache. "Ungh… Ash?"
"Right here." Ashlea smirked as she handed her friend a pastry. "Hungry?"
"Thanks… sorry about yesterday."
"It's fine. Did a few things while you were out of it though."
"Oh?"
"Yep."
Aurora waited a moment for Ashlea to clarify, but the Pyromancer kept a smug look on her face. "So?"
"So, what?"
Aurora frowned. "So what did you do?"
Ashlea grinned. "I used my scribe ability to contact someone and found some info for ya."
Aurora rolled her eyes as she placed her glasses back onto her face. "I'll bite, what do ya got?"
"You're crew is safe, but their watches were destroyed, and one of them is on a quest in Crab Alley." Aurora's eyes widened before she shrunk back in fear. She was still afraid that they hated her. "Aurora, they don't hate you. They're worried about you. That's why you're here, to learn control, just like me. Aurora, it's so we don't hurt ourselves when we get out of here. That's the reason this city has a whole street for each school!"
Aurora sighed as she thought about her friend's words. Though they made sense logically, Aurora still had a nagging fear in her mind. Something was going down, and by the feel of it, it would require both her lives as a pirate and a wizard, and possibly even her original life as a detective, to stop it. "Who's in Crab Alley?"
"I think Sabudai said it was Bart something…"
"Strong Bart Hawkins, a crab I picked up in Valencia, love for art, knack for spells. He's a witchdoctor class."
"Huh… well at least he can pull it off that he's normal here."
Aurora rolled her eyes and chuckled. "So, we gonna go today, or am I too ill?"
"Grab your staff and bag, and we'll check out Crab Alley. It's in the middle of Triton Ave."
"Really?"
"Really."