Just as Naia left to scout around, Lyra began to cast this time, concentrating quietly on it as she spoke the words of power, drawing it out of herself as a spark of magical power emanated from her hand and began to radiate outwards.  Touching herself in the chest, the energy spread over her and a slight "SHINK" sound echoed out as the magic took hold of her body and created a protective, yet skin tight aura around her that would help protect her from damage.  "Alright, I feel ready for anything now." She said confidently as they got going again to trail Naia from a safe distance; let the scout pop any ambush that was already set.<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button"> Die Rolls</div><div class="spoiler_body">1d20a7= 21 for Initiative, 1d20a3= 14</div></div>