Priscilla wanders into the Demon Ruins looking for something to alliviate her boredom, while not quite as prevalent as when she was imprisoned in the Painted World of Ariamis she still found herself looking for activities to do. Finding Anastacia and Rhea too absorbed in training their Miracles and discussions relating to divinity she decided to try find a sparring partner to practise her skills. She spots Quelana and Quelina training in the distance but ignores them, she had tried to train in Pyromancy before but everytime she tried her Unique Life Hunt magic would overtake the flame and absorb it. It irritated her greatly that she was unable to use Pyromancy as she was also useless at casting Sorceries, the Formulae just didn't make sense to her and even the simplest spell fizzled in her hands.

She continues to mull over these thoughts until she spots Reima reading a thick tome in the corner, she begins walking over to him as she thinks of her weird relations.h.i.+p to the man. He's her saviour as he'd helped her escape the painted world and reunite with her brother Solaire, he's her mentor as he'd trained her to use her Scythe properly, but that isn't all she muses to herself as she stands above the white haired Witcher.

Reima raises his head at the sudden shadow overtaking him, "Oh, h.e.l.lo Priscilla, do you need something?"

Priscilla's head drops towards her shoulder, did she need something? She'd forgotten what she wanted to ask him... "Mmm, Is there anything to do to rid myself of this boredom."

Reima folds the corner on one of the tomes pages to create a makes.h.i.+ft bookmark before closing it, "We've got time, why don't I show something that might help increase your control over your unique magic?"

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Her eyes open comically as she vigorously nods her head, "Please."

Reima "Very well" he taps on the floor beside him, "Sit." she follows his instruction and sits next to him, her tail laying itself distractingly behind him. Ignoring it he begins to instruct her in the meditation method Geralt had shown him so long ago, "On your knees, back straight, hands resting on your thighs." he repeats, mirroring Geralt's words unconsciously.

Reima "Now, take long deep breaths like this", he breaths in an easy to follow pattern that Priscilla faithfully repeats.

As she continues following his instructions she slowly feels like she becoming less in touch with her physical form, gaining a better awareness of the magic around them. She looks into herself and feels the dark abyss that she quickly realises is her Life Hunt ability, finding that she can sense magical auras she begins to sense the things around her, her clothing is slightly magical along with her body itself... Continuing to look around she finds a blinding Turquoise aura beside it, is this Reima? She thinks to herself as she scans his aura further. His entire body is like rippling presence, there and yet not... One thing she notices is the deep red circle locate around his chest area... The Dark Sign? Furthermore she can see his base Turquoise aura slowly enveloping it, as if it's adapting to it's presence and gaining control of it.

She's shunted from her meditation by Reima's voice "scilla? Are you awake?"

She opens her eyes and realises she feels amazing, as if she's completely rejuvenated. "Apologies, did you say something?"

Reima "Ah, I finally got your attention... You've been meditating for around six hours now." his words shock her, Six hours? But it felt like only a few moments.

Reima chuckles at her shocked confusion, "Don't worry, you did great. Time becomes less important when meditating, did you sense your unique magic?" She nods, "Good, when you find time to meditate again, try moving it. It'll be completely different to how you currently use it, perhaps you'll gain a new understanding on how to control it." he tries to carry on but is enveloped in a tight hug, "Thank you Reima, you knoweth not what you have done for me." she says sincerely as she stands and quickly retreats into the Chaos Covenant Caves.

After getting hugged and seeing her run off Reima shrugs, opens up the tome he was reading and begins to pa.s.sively try conjure the Formulae to the spell, not in an attempt to cast it but to confirm the small complexities of it in order to limit any mistakes he might make during his fast time casting it.