"Order I... well, I guess I'm stuck in this world since you can't safely send me back and I don't know if I want to face what's left of my family. They probably think I'm dead anyways. And I bet some hope I am. I sense my father's old temple is still hidden in the jungle, preserved by some wretched blood magic. May I have it to use as a school of sorts? If I know my mother there will be many more hybrids like me in need of instruction and I- we can make that a safe place to quarantine them until their powers are controlled."<br/><br/>Erika looked at the map and small triangles appeared around the areas Order marked.<span style="color: #4da6ff">"Portal markers, so I can travel there and back easily." </span>She thought for a moment then looked at her mechanical arm laying on the table.<span style="color: #4da6ff">"Do you think she would be interested in that? Maybe... if I still used it she would be more liable to talk to me?"</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>