Awww. Well, a lot of what matters is chakra control, anyways, and what you do with what you've got.

She supposes that's true. (Gods are still unfair.)

Back to the others?

Kiss!

Back to the others. Hisame needs to flop now, anyways.

Flopping!

Best girlfriend.

The next day, Hisame finds more students to torment impart knowledge upon, and continues the lessons from the prior day, though it's probably apparent she's starting to get a bit vaguely restless.

"Time to find somewhere new?" the Keres asks.

"Maybe in the next day or two. Here's very pleasant as a way point, of course, but I think we've had quite an abundance of rest."

"I would appreciate it if you would take some of me with you when you move on."

"Of course! How much is needed for each place?"

"I can spread from as little as a handful. More hastens the process, as would acquiring new believers."

"If I'm rested, opening the portals isn't too exhausting - I'm wondering if for particularly choice sites it might be worth just portaling back. Though some of you with us would be good, too."

"I would like to see what adventures you get up to, as well."

"Of course!"

"Thank you. My acolyte carries a vial similar to this one," which she is now holding, fully of muddy water, "if one of you would like to volunteer."

"It'd probably end up broken eventually, around my neck," Hisame says with a laugh.

"I can take it, though I'm not going to be in the center of most fights - still, we can probably just pass it around."

She hands the vial to Mora, then.

"You need not be terribly careful with it. No great catastrophe will ensue if it breaks."

"We'll keep that in mind."

Until they leave, the hospitality of Ellayania's domain is at their disposal.

She'll impose for a bit longer, teaching, reading books, copying out the books she's already traded away, and making copies of books she feels are important enough to have copies of, but then she'll want to leave pretty much the next day.

Is everyone else ready to move on?

No objections.

Then she'll make a new portal for them.

There is a ruined city, overgrown with jungle. They are in a gap between buildings. A severed head is lodged in a high crack in one of the walls.

"Another alleyway."

"We should start keeping track. Make a scoreboard."

"I never did care for jungles," Eliana says.