[His expression twitches with a brief smile. He raises a hand, purple magical energy concentrating around it.]
Be safe, and good luck. [The magic releases, washing a wave of magic over them that clings to their skin and removes them from view. While they can still see each other, there is an obvious enough tinge of magic that will let them know for how long the spell is holding up that it's there.
Syrlya turns and bolts out the alley, running back to the prison, and giving no delay for them to get going as well.]
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Be safe, and good luck. [The magic releases, washing a wave of magic over them that clings to their skin and removes them from view. While they can still see each other, there is an obvious enough tinge of magic that will let them know for how long the spell is holding up that it's there.
Syrlya turns and bolts out the alley, running back to the prison, and giving no delay for them to get going as well.]