It's quite a weak one, actually. I can't hurt anyone or control anything with it. Nevertheless, it is an essential spell for a huntsman such as myself.
It enables me to locate anyone upon whom I cast it. Even if they go over the Seven Jeweled Hills, or go beyond the Seventh Fall...even to the very edge of the world.
For all my boasting, my spell is by no means omnipotent. If there's some magic-blocking vehicle or structure between myself and the target, my guideline is sharply cut off. It appears they transported our friends in a technomantic stealth aircraft that can block magic.
Not quite. Not even a technomantic plane can completely block out magic. They must drop stealth for the briefest of moments when using magic or radar. And in those precious seconds, I can envision the mark I've put on my prey. Every halting step is laid out before me, like the lovely footprints left by a dainty princess wandering the woods. For I am a huntsman. Once I set my sights on a quarry, I never let it escape.
The same map is shown, except there is a farther path of twinkling lights.
I see it! They left the Land of Dawning where Sage's Island lies, and ventured northward over the Coral Sea. My tracking shows they crossed the Sunshine Lands and Kingdom of Heroes, then it stops well out over the water.
One of my ancestors was an avid traveler. They had villas all over the world. And those villas contain teleporters that link to each other. We'll be using those. Luckily, there's a villa in the land of Dawning, the Sunshine Lands, and the Kingdom of Heroes. We should be able to cover a substantial distance in one night using the teleporters.
Wait, what?! Your family has villas all over the world?! With magic teleporters that go between countries?! Don't you need some kind of special government permission for that? Just what does your family DO, Rook?
...Wouldn't you like to know? Heh heh heh... I am especially grateful to my ancestors right now for their love of travel. There's a chance the teachers have noticed our absence and filed a report, so I'd prefer to avoid public transit. Oh, I can imagine the disapproval on my forebears' faces if they knew what I was up to. "Don't use our legacy to upset your professors!" They'd say. But this is all in service of beauté and l'amour. I can only beg my ancestors' forgiveness... Anyway! Now that we have a plan of action, let us away before anyone notices we've absconded!
Oh, it's just... You're such an eccentric guy, and I can tell your family's super rich. But here you are, sneaking around like the rest of us when we do something bad, trying to hide it from the teachers.
Is there any student on campus who doesn't fear the faculty raining lightning upon them? I am but one of many troublemakers attending Night Raven College. Oh, yes—I recommend you both put on something warm before we set out. Your dorm uniform would serve you well on a long broom flight. Apropos of that, here's a fun little tidbit. They're woven with magical threads that retain heat and provide insulation from the cold. In fact, allows me to lend you a uniform from our dorm as well, [MC]. Here you go!
We're visiting our queen Vil, after all. We must be dressed for the occasion. Epel, I will not slow down to match your pace. Will you be able to keep up whilst in the air?