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Scar got the sense that something was wrong
He couldn’t quite explain it just… something… shifted..
He looked out across his train, the whimsy and magic of it and… well got the sense that something was watching him.
But he didn’t spot any of Grian’s eyes anywhere?
Then he felt a tingling pressure around himself
Like being held-
But.. there was no hand around him.
Scar looked over towards his neighbour’s base across the way and…
Grian was standing in his wheat field, looking down at his hands-
Well… that was fo-Boarding-
Scar took a deep breath, grabbed his cane-
And decided to check on the man-
Hopefully he wasn’t using his magic just because Scar ACCIDENTALLY got a mending book before him-
Grian wouldn’t do that to him-
Right?
Right…
Okay.. time to go see