Blake walked through town, back to the last few remaining buildings. "Maybe some of the old geezers know where they are hiding. They seem to know everything around here." Running toward them, he nearly tripped as another person rushed through his path. "Hey, watch where your going punk!" He turned to see a strange young woman with long hair, and what looked like a ring of golden and silver keys. "A celestial mage? Oh don't tell me you're the one that he called for help?"