With everyone's attention focused on the odd professor, Alexia chose that moment to slip away from the group, Daemon following shortly after. Stepping into the forest, Alexia heard the hums of insects and the calls of many creatures she could not recognize. Alexia's eyes caught site of footprints, those matching a squirrel, but she couldn't understand why there were so many. She could only imagine the type of creatures that were living in this forest let alone how many actually live in it, whether the academy wanted them or not. Still, for the time being, the place was peaceful. The air was fresh and green, with the hint of sweetness from the wild flowers. But Alexia didn't dwell on any of these colorful distractions, she didn't have a clue on which are dangerous or not. So she continued to focus on dealing with her initial task.<br/><br/>Continuing her trail, Alexia started to become confused. Her inability to confirm the problem wasn't because she was too far, but because the call for help grew silent then started again. It was as if the thing couldn't make up its mind of whether it needed help or not. Pushing forward she made a swift pace towards the source.<br/><br/>It wasn't long before she came across what she was looking for, the call for help coming from what she now stood before and Alexia gaped at what she saw. It was the biggest tree she ever saw, well was because this tree was just one more to the other trees surrounding it that were equal or bigger in size. Still they were all truly impressive. The length of the trunk pasted the length of Alexia's outstretched arms and as she looked up, she couldn't see the highest branches. She always dreamed of forests like these to grow around Ardromis after she had vanquished the corruption.<br/><br/>"Magnificent," Daemon exclaimed. Alexia smiled at him before returning her mind on figuring out what could be hurting this tree.<br/><br/>Kneeling to the ground and focusing her magic she looked to what tip her off about this place. The magic that weaved itself across the land came into view before her in streams of light. She didn't interact with it, who knew what other spells were in it, she just heightened her awareness of it. There wasn't a gap in the magic as she initially thought, but instead found that the magic grew weak in the surrounding area of the tree, the stream of light dimmed and fading.<br/><br/>Alexia supposed that this was natural, with such a huge island, there were bond to be areas where the magic would grow lazy and weak. Looking back to the tree, the tree must be old and after being catered to by magic, also grew weak when it wasn't supplied with it's daily dose. It still didn't explained why the tree would stop calling for help.<br/><br/>Daemon shifted closer to Alexia, almost causing her to jump. "Alexia," Daemon called out in a calm but hushed tone. Glancing up at Daemon, she followed his line of sight towards what could be an inhabitant of the forest. Slightly hidden behind the tree trunk, peeked out what looked to be blue clear goo. The liquid giving off this particular gross shine that reminds Alexia of slime, it's size close to that of a cat.<br/><br/>"What do you think it is?" Daemon asked. He wasn't at all worried, probably believing that he could dispose of it if Alexia gave him the order. But the little thing didn't at all seem threatening, the exact opposite, it watched them with the same alert and cautious attention, a blue-green gem on its head rotating and directed at her. Could that gem be the eye?<br/><br/>"I haven't a clue," Alexia answered. The call for help from the tree then ceased and Alexia looked to the tree before her eyes trained back to the slime as it made it's way deeper into the forest as if it lost interested in them.<br/><br/>Finding this all odd, Alexia shrugged and went back to work. It seemed like the blue guy helped the tree and left when the job was finished, but the problem was still here and out of the guys reached, it was Alexia's job to fix this. The solution was simple, use her magic to fill in what was needed. The problem was the amount of security that was in the island's magic, she doubted that the academy would want anyone messing with the island's magic if a person where to wish harm. This didn't worry Alexia too much, she was after all supplying magic and not taking it. As long as she released her hold on her own magic without touching the island's, she should be relatively safe.<br/><br/>This was going to take time but Alexia was here anyways. Taking a deep and calmly breathe in, she started to summon her magic. A stream of silver in contrast to the gold magic of the island. Flicking her wrist this way and that, she tried to follow the same pattern the island's magic took to covering this area. She needed her magic to be as closely identical for the island's magic to accept her own.<br/><br/>"Alexia are you sure about this?" Daemon asked wary. Alexia was never good at judging threats and what she seemed to be doing looked dangerous.<br/><br/>"Of course," Alexia replied calmly. Even as a small voice did caution her further, something in her gut told her that she was getting closer to finding her purpose in this world. A smile formed on her face comforted by this feeling.