<span style="font-weight: bold">Ishidora</span><br/><br/>Almost laughing, Ishidora nimbly slips away from the tigeress [6, 4… ouch], and darts into the sorceress’s nook - the time pressure is… intense. The tigeress’s meal of demoness clearly won’t last<span style="font-style: italic">long</span>... and it doesn’t seem likely she’ll be satisfied by it, either. The book is obvious on the sorceress’s workstand [swiftsearch 1, 4], and Ishidora flips the pages, and begins to chant… [spellcasting (to be completed next round, spoiler (6, 1)].