[i]Elizabeth would find herself remaining silent, instead of responding to the remark and the agreement. A subtle discomfort, though not necessarily a frown, would cross her face, before she shook her head and began to move to the east. The undead elf would turn it's frozen skull and look back at Iris, almost giving her a haunting grin before following it's.. master.[/i] [i]Quick timeskip..[/i] [i]The two would find themselves upon a wooden rowboat, completed with additional covers for nighttime rest, a few packs of food and soda, alongside the few objects that Liz had bothered to bring to tinker with, and some books for when the two had stopped. Elizabeth had still refused to tell Iris why they had killed the mage.. probably for a bounty, yet they hadn't been paid.[/i] [i]Speaking of Gideon's undead corpse.. it was rowing the boat for them, with an astonishing strength, least for a dead man. Elizabeth had studied him for quite a while, looking up from a dagger that she cradled in her hands. One that she had taken to carving out, from the elf's staff: now, a sharpened javelin of titanium was what he wielded, whilst she held a curved knife of titanium, bladed with the corrupted red energy that coursed through the edges of it's blade.[/i] "...Here," [i]She twirled the knife with an unknown dexterity, so the blade was held in her stretched hand, the handle pointed towards Iris. Upon it's blade were.. symbols, ones of magical origin that Elizabeth had likely memorized. Runes.[/i] "The red portion.. it's dark. On it's own, it slowly devours whatever it pierces or slices. The runes add a few additional features.. it's near unbreakable against things like heat, and magic-related objects. And.. well, fittingly enough, it should sever magical bonds almost instantaneously. Not eliminate, but.. magic armoring should be rendered useless against it." [i]There was an attempt at a smile upon Elizabeth's pale face, though it was more than obvious that the frosty nerd was in incredibly deep thought.[/i]