A Viera Assassin, With distinctive feather earrings, watched as the odd creature, that looked like a hume black mage-albeit with wings- look around at the sudden forest settings. I, Lita, master of my class, reduced to a petty slave-doll, she thought bitterly. But this is my lot, until I can reach Illua, that is... Lita looked at her partner.
"Marionette," She barked. The Waltz robotically turned to face her."Don't go wandering off," Lita instructed."From what I've read, Oz can be a dangerous place, at times..."
The Waltz stared with blank comprehension.