When Rita approached the meeting spot, it was clear that something had changed since earlier that day. She looked absolutely pleased with herself, and not even a pile of dead monster bodies littered across the hallway could ruin her mood.

She spotted Taura right away, and walked straight over, a smile still on her face. Remembering the woman's condition, she stopped before getting too close. She didn't plan to be overly cautious (that would just be patronizing and annoying) but she didn't plan to provoke things unnecessarily. They just needed to be able to see and hear each other clearly.

"Looks like they're trying to sic the horde on us," she commented, observing the carnage casually, as if she were checking the time of day. "They make great stress relief." And boy, did Rita ever have a lot of stress to relieve. Why, she'd have to cast another hundred spells to fully clear her mind of troubles.

The beautiful part was that she felt like she really could go cast another hundred spells just then.