[Forrest's new cover is right across from where Psyche is hiding, so it isn't hard to find him. Once he's securely in place, he looks to her for the signal, leaning his head forward to make certain he's got it right. Clutching his tome tightly, he nods his head as it flips open in his hands. His attention turns back to the dragon, waiting for it to fly near their position before firing off another blast of fire, this one aimed right at its left wing as it swoops down.]
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