Dancer was amazed at the brilliant array of ancient buildings, and the strange memories that kept washing over her, but she had to stay focused. She would have all the time in the world to explore Rathess, but she had to see Pride now.<br/><br/>If she analyzed these feelings deeper, she might wonder *why* she suddenly felt this intense urge to seek out the man who had, after all, raped, impregnated, and branded her, but Dancer had never been an introspective sort. Seeing that it would take far too long to walk across the whole expanse, she released a powerful surge of essence into her legs, manifesting as golden lighting crackling around her thighs. The ancient stonework in the street groaned as though under enormous weight, and she spread her stance wide and lowered herself.<br/><br/>Suddenly, she jumped up high in the air, quick as a bolt of lightning. The casual observer might assume she was flying, but quickly an arc developed. Though not so fast as Pride's incredible speed, Dancer could make amazing time with her mighty leaps, so long as she was unbothered in midair. A few minutes later, she landed with a great resounding BOOM at the foot of the temple, a brilliant flash of her anima heralding her arrival along with the sound.