Several hours ago...
Rav landed atop a piked stone pillar on one foot, overlooking the nearby settlements. If his calculations were correct, whoever cast the magic he'd detected at the farm was nearby.
'Hm,' Rav thought to himself, scanning the ground. His eyes were fully slitted, and his body flowed with magic. He didn't have any enhanced sensory abilities from his magic, but he was doing his best to hone the mana into a specific point.
'The mana here is shifted. The Magician of...Plants? Maybe Water?' Rav shook his head. The Magician of Water would never be in a place like this.
There's also not a more terrible matchup for Rav. The Magician of Water would be able to disperse his clouds.
Finally, his senses locked in on his prey. He looked down at a hut nestled in the mountains not far from him. The distinctive glow of vibrant mana emanated from there. He had no doubt.
