Ras rubbed the bridge of his nose and nodded. "Great. But there was no way she could have known, she did... Mortals can be such a headache sometimes. This is why I stick to matters of the mind, so much easier to work with."<br/><br/>Erika jumped half a foot in the air when Order appeared and grabbed her chest with her arm.<span style="color: #4da6ff">"What in the Light is going on today!?" </span>She glared at Order and looked at the image. She frowned and shook her head but the longer she stared the more her expression changed.<span style="color: #4da6ff">"What... Lady Belant... Who are you? Why have you come here?"</span>Order would sense energy surge in the mage but it was directed to her legs which, like her arm laying on the table, were a mix of magic and technology. Erika walked to her arm and jammed it into place.<span style="color: #4da6ff">"I take it you already know me if you've come to haunt me with ghosts of my past. Britomart is dead, I visit her grave regularly."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>