--- Nixilei ---
Nixilei was slowly gaining height, unhappy with the mana cost. Her eyes carefully scanned the skies for Asteodia and Midnight. There was plenty of signs pointing at them both. The cloud cover was thick, and the evidence of their passage was obvious. The problem was working out where they'd ended up. Too many overlapping clouds to tell with ease just from visual inspection alone.
Nixilei tried to focus on her ears to hear the sound of the turning gears or the propeller on Asteodia's plane, but that was quickly doomed. The sound of whistling wind was muted by the helmet, but still loud enough to drown out the other sounds. *This is a problem. I need to get higher and find out what's happened but that's going to cost mana. It's a trade I'm not happy with, but one I'll accept.*
