Kalavar perches on Helen's head and becomes a gorgeous violet dragon with black-edged scales and blue-striped wings.
Helen peers thoughtfully at it. She doesn't really understand it, but it's interesting anyway.
And then she recites a verse in Svaaric.
She waits to see if they have found him or not.
Helen settles into a comfortable chair near an open window, and she waits.
She hardly has time to get comfy; only about five minutes after the spell was cast, a raven flies in the window and turns smoothly into a naked witch.
Kalavar launches herself from the back of Helen's chair into Petaal's arms.
"He's back at the hotel, button," says Petaal, cuddling the now chincilla-shaped Kalavar. "I'll fly you back, c'mon."
"Thank you for finding my daddy!" says Helen, waving to the two witches. "Bye now!"
It's a much shorter flight back, for some reason. Maybe Petaal's cloudpine is faster. Anyway, after only a few minutes Helen can see the city in the distance.
The first Helen knows of this, the branch on which she sits starts to fall out of the sky. She twists around and sees a blur of flame where Petaal should be.
"You okay, button?" she says shakily.