It was supposed to be simple. You and Grim, your magical, English speaking cat companion, go to spectate the spelldrive tournament and catch whoever had been sabotaging the competition. You all had a good feeling that you knew who it was but you needed professional and, well, you got some strong proof. Leona stood several feet away, a terrified and injured ruggie on the ground next to you. Leona had overblotted and he wasn't going to calm down easily "Herbivore, come closer. Now."