I had apparently solved the dragon problem, as Ansae had more or less flopped over into the padded bed area I`d made without a trace of dignity and gone to sleep, and hadn`t budged since. But Shayma`s group was having...issues.

　　So far the only magic I`d seen was the Flame Knight and Ansae`s transformation, if I didn`t count my own stuff, which I really didn`t. I could do things but not cast spells. On the other hand, what was going on with Shayma`s caravan was definitely spell-related.

　　I couldn`t track the origin, but every once in a while a ball of some color - sometimes grey, sometimes red, sometimes green - would come arching in from behind them. Some missed, and landed out in the trees and scrub. A few would smash against an invisible barrier, sending streaks and drops of its particular color out from the impact point. I tried turning on mana sight but then felt like an idiot, since these were Shayma`s eyes, not mine, and it did nothing but make it hard to focus. If it was mana-sight, it was hers, and I couldn`t change it.Stolen from its rightful place, this narrative is not meant to be on Amazon; report any sightings.

　　They seemed to be holding their own for the moment, but there was a certain tension among the refugees, even if there was no panic. I wanted to help them, but they were still some fifty kilometers out and, of course, I couldn`t move.

　　Sort of.

　　I was actually pretty large by that point, having expanded out several kilometers in each direction, but I`d stopped really bothering once I could expand into Ansae`s tunnels instead. With my upgraded skills, though, I wondered how fast I could move. Already my boring tendrils were effectively as fast as the beetles, which had been benched for some time, and if I pushed mana into the process&

　　It was actually kind of scary how fast I could tunnel. I didn`t know if I could do fifty kilometers, or if there was some sort of built-in limit, but I could probably get close. And then...do something. I wasn`t sure what, yet.