[When one won't give you the information you need? Get it yourself. Summoning the orbs to her hands, she tosses out the purple one. It bounces off solid objects and she stands there a moment listening to gasps and groans and the like as tendrils slip off the orb to steal life away from victims.]
Six. Possibly seven.
[With that, she continues onward, easily side-stepping to avoid the conflict.]
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Six. Possibly seven.
[With that, she continues onward, easily side-stepping to avoid the conflict.]