Ygri didn't react to Kalla's insults, but his mist-like form became more translucent as she continued her analysis.
Solus and Nyka had no idea what it meant, but Loma knew that a Horde's body thinning like that was an involuntary reaction to shame, the human equivalent of turning pale.
"Is everything lost?" Loma asked.
"No. If we are lucky, the fungus folk has used a spell powerful enough to leave a mark despite Ygri's efforts to erase it." The Wight replied.
"What if we are unlucky?" The orange Horde said.
"Then you have wasted my time by bringing me here." Kalla snorted. "We might as well take a random direction and hope to pick up the fungus folk's energy signature.
"The only silver lining in this mess is that your friend had the good sense to Warp us away from the scene of the fight. The last thing I need is to add dimensional energy to the many layers I have to untangle."
