"I'll make certain with the Guardian." Amara promised. But at the kiss, she melted against the wall, her stomach fluttering from the power of the demonic gift. As the kiss was released, she gasped again, and smiled. "Thank you, Xandria."<br/><br/>Stopping next to the guardian, Amara considered, then spoke. "Guardian? Three elven women are in the dormitories. I wish them to be able to leave here if they wish. Will you be able to allow them to do so without my presence?"