A bright smile lit up across her face, and Seika bounded off of the bed, jumping straight into action. Within less than two minutes she was scampering out of the guild hall and through one of the teleporters that led to the south west of Fiore. The way the devices worked, one only had to imagine clearly where they wanted to go, and the magic should work on its own. In this case, Seika had absolutely no clue where she was supposed to aim for, location wise. Still, she focused on the feeling of the bond pull, and when she stepped through the teleporter, the world still spinning slightly, she found herself in what looked like a port town.
Actually, it seemed like three port towns. Seika frowned in confusion before shrugging. There wasn't enough of a magnetic feeling to pinpoint exactly where Aphelia was from here; now the distance was too close, so the draw had dissipated and become more relaxed. It didn't help that today it had only ever been faint, and oddly so. Deciding that she might as well try to look for Aphelia around, since despite her frequent attempts to pass herself off as a common house cat, Seika knew better. She could recognize the spirit's magical signature by sight or within ten or so meters, at the very least (more typically, but it was so very weak right now). With a concerned expression plastered over her face, Seika hurried down the center dock towards one of the ports.
As she made her way further and further into the area, lighting up the area there were what seemed to be lacrimas. Seika took a brief moment to gape at the beauty of the lights before she remembered that Aphelia was around here somewhere, probably trapped or in a state of magic exhaustion. Something was wrong, that was for sure. Seika focused back on her task, completely ignoring how armed guards seemed to linger around, trading each other looks as she barged farther into restricted areas. Finally, one stepped up to her, and she recoiled at the touch, less from disgust but more from the sheer surprise. "Ahhh!" She yelped, throwing herself away from him. The man seemed just as taken aback as she was, and he didn't make another move as she picked herself up. When it seemed like she wasn't going to scream again, he politely, but firmly blocked her path and requested that she state her name and for what reason she was here.
At that, Seika scowled and tried to shove past the man. When he refused to budge, she took a step away and then met his eyes. "We are on a very important mission on behalf of Lady Aphelia of the Pergrande Kingdom. If you do not let us pass, you will have to deal with the consequences of knowing this very important trade deal with very important people," she told him, mustering up all of the Aphelian acidity that she could put into her voice. It didn't seem to work, before one of the guards whispered to the one blocking her path, and reluctantly they allowed her to pass. With a huff, Seika flounced past.
Once she was out of sight of those men, she focused on trying to find Aphelia's signature. It was still too vague and weak... oh! Suddenly, the girl's face lit up. She had a brilliant idea. Aphelia was a flame bubble spirit, meaning she was naturally attracted to the components that made up that kind of spirit and magic. Furthermore, high quantities of it could empower her and help her regain her energy! Seika nearly danced on the spot with happiness, but she restrained herself and instead cleared her throat. She sucked in an enormous breath and then began yelling spells all at once, in succession. Before even she could register exactly what was happening, fire, bubbles, sparks, light, spirit magic, everything was raining down from the sky, swirling around her, catching crates on fire, reaching some ships, and scattering people who were within distance of being affected. Satisfied, Seika watched the cargo in front of her burn, tapping her foot impatiently as she waited to see if it would have any effect on helping her locate or help Aphelia.