[You'd think it'd be awkward, but Mikleo's glad to move on. He leads Elliot down a turn and down a dirty alley just as a strong breeze full of fish wafts down. Mikleo's nose wrinkles, but he doesn't complain. And then they're here: a tall, worn out warehouse that looks to have been destroyed by a fire, and the massive empty lot around it with various bits of debris corroded by time. Some of the bigger pieces of scrap metal look fresh, but on closer inspection they appear to have been painted as a target and used to some effect if the gouges are anything to go by.

Mikleo turns and holds out his arms.]

Well, here we are. This is a pretty good place to blow off steam if you want to. And if you're going around without a Bond for a little while, you'll need to.

Have you been practicing water spells at all?