"If there's anything else we can do, let us know." Kiah said after a moment or two.

"We're basically out of Erica's mana though, admittedly." She added. "Not sure how much more we can do with what we've mixed, so I really do hope that you don't come back neeing more." She admitted.

"Anyway, please. Let us know if you need anything more. For now, I'm going to take what little that we have for here, and go make sure it's distributed well. I'll leave the rest to you."

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"If I know her, she's going to make you go up there, and then when you return, she'll be here." Kiah commented.

"Nahhh. She'll go do what needs to be done, then when he FINALLY tracks her down, she'll feign ignorance and innocence." Aedan commented with a laugh.

". . . you really think so? Also, you know her?" Kiah asked, her voice curious.

". . . . Kiah.... I'm dead. Of course I've met both her and her sister." was the zombies reply.

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Kiah just laughed.

"Go on. " She said.

"I'm going to worry about this building here." She added before sighing.

"And thank you, Uriel." Was the last thing she said before heading off.

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Kiah made her way up to Hal's office and knocked on the door.

"Hal! You in?" She asked.

"It's Kiah, and I'm not infected." She added before sighing lightly. "Literally can't. Recently had Erica remove it."

"I need access to the air filter system for the building." She called through the door before sighing.

"Where and how?"

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Kiah nodded as Hal said what he did at the end.

"It does." She told him.

"I'm going to put something into the air system here, and within twenty minutes, everyone in here should be feeling better." She said before pausing a moment.

"Soon, Hal. Uriel stopped by and is taking a good amoutn of it to deal with the global aspect of this as well." She told him honestly. "Meaning that there's a very good chance that even if you did get infected again... you'll be good."

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Kiah nodded before accepting the marble.

"Thank you. I will return them once I'm done." She said simply.

"Also, if you smell something that's almost.. smokey, don't immediately panic and think there's a fire. It'll have abit of a smokey scent to it. Should be faint, but may still be there." She added. With that, she sighed, waved, and left.

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"Assuming any of us can track her down." The only female in the group stated as she sat in a tree above them.

"We all know she's nigh impossible to find sometimes." She added with a shrug.

"Not always." a soft voice said from behind them all. When they turned to see who it was, they saw a short blonde woman that seemed to be glowing slightly (due to where they were), approaching.

"I know what is going on. How can I help?"

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The short woman just sighed.

"Sadly, I cannot." She said honestly.

"There is a certain clause in a specific contract, that states I cannot interfere as directly as that." She continued.

"However..." She trailed off with a subtle smirk as Sariel hopped down for the tree.

"You can grant someone the ability to manipulate the weather to such a degree as would be needed." She said. The shorter woman nodded.

"Precisely. That would not be me interfering directly."

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"Seven of you." was the short woman's answer.

" . . . Why?" Sariel asked, her voice curious.

"Ah, because I will have each of those seven tend to a continent." Was the reply.

"Ahh, lighten the load a bit." Sariel commented.

"Of course. I do not need to overload one of you." As she was speaking, she was causing seven orbs of mana to float in front of her.

"I am not picky as to who grabs one, I trust all of you." She then said.

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"I'm... less surprised that Gabe stepped up, than I am about Raph." Sariel commented offhandedly. When she received a look from Raph, she sighed.

"You absoltuely hate the human race. We know that, you know that." She continued in response.

"So... yeah. I'm surprised you stepped up."

"But yeah. Emelie, I think you have your full set." She then said. Emelie nodded.

"Of course." The short woman said with a soft smile before the orbs glowed for a second.

"And done, feel free to take them."

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