"Customer?"
Although she knew of his name, their interaction as a senior magician and a customer far outweighed their first meeting. After they parted ways a month ago, Nira secretly branded Bob's soul with tracking magic.
"Uhh, hello." Bob waved his hand with difficulty while still trapped in the membrane.
Balding-Man wiped his forehead after realizing that his job was done. Them acting friendly with each other meant that Bob was the person she was looking for, the one tracked by magic without his knowledge.
'I'm pretty sure that's illegal, but whatever.' It was none of his business anyway.
"Oh, shoot! Give me a second."
Nira retracted the mana she used to create the wall. Still, she didn't let the flame eagle free as it was a risk factor, especially since it almost fried her like chickens.
"Thanks… Now, can you let my partner go?" Bob pointed towards the small cage she manifested using pure mana.