Plan Before Showdown

"So we have the weapon to trap the Anti-Magic Mages…" I started. "The prison orb by Devran."

"And the Midnight Orchids by Devran," Devran interrupted. "And really nothing from Lumera."

Lumera scoffed. "I have my powers and a personal vendetta. Enough to bring to the table?"

I laughed.

"And we have a team ready to combat the Anti-Magic Mages," Scarlette defended.

Devran and Lumera looked at each other skeptically. Because were we really a team?

We were more like a highly dysfunctional band of misfits placed together by circumstance. Though I found them oddly endearing.

"And we have the darn letter to Faragonda, asking her to rally the troops from the palace and bring the remaining Midnight Orchids she procured," I continued.

"Faragonda?" Lumera asked, suddenly confused. "But Faragonda is dead, isn't she?"

"Lums…" Devran sighed. "If we're going to work on the same plan, you actually have to remember the details."