It was no hard task to get on Linkle's nerves, as the slightest of inconveniences was enough to draw out her anger. But Aradin and his party had done…was unforgivable, especially since they were left under her guidance for the moment. Fuming, the witch scaled the floors of the Spire, her expression brittle and bitter.
Aradin and his people followed not too far behind, but being in this lab turned library infested with people, it was much harder to keep up with a raging witch than any of them could've expected. Almost missing an elevator once or twice as Linkle kept trying to shake them off, the group was too tired from the chase to even enjoy their first-ever elevator rides.