Cressida watched as the rat's corpse slowly greyed and turned to dust. It helped regenerate the rest of her burned skin. The fire had distracted them enough time for her to turn into a wraith and recall the short distance outside the wall. The fire had burned more with ethereal flesh, but it was the only way she could travel with magic.

She focused her mind for a minute, and a shadow wisp appeared at her side. It glowed briefly.

"I will return to the city by that route then. Just tell me who I am to wait for, and then I will strike him down." stated Cressida as she limped back toward the city.

Cressida stared at the walls of her cell. They had taken her bow, knife, and magic books. She couldn't even summon a shadow wisp to talk to. It was so dull.

The wisp had told her what to do the night before, but it hasn't worked out. There were too many other gnats swarming for her to kill the one she'd needed to. Her escape had been a worst disaster with her magic failing at the worst possible times. She'd almost reached a safe location a few times before another bug from the swarm reached her.

She smiled as she thought of the weapons they had taken from her. That at least should give them something to think about.