"What do you mean elf magic? That's impossible. That means that someone from back home might have turned against us" Theseus stated.
"A spy?" Ea mumbled confused. "There is no way."
"Why are you the only one that can sense this?" Ares asked.
Everyone seemed to be lost in confusion. They we bombarding Allias with questions while he desperately tried to stand fully on his feet. This much magic output was unusual. It wasn't anywhere near to his but at the same time anyone with heightened senses could realize that it was a lot and probably ominous for them.
"I don't know" he said and he finally gave in, crumbling down on the dirty road. Sitting in between cigarette buds and dried gum. He closed his eyes and breathed in, hoping that the dizziness would slowly fade away. Theseus looking incredibly worried took a few steps and crouched down next to him.